C275 The Happiness That Dreams Give Her Is so Sweet!

I looked at her coldly. Her hands were still clenched into fists, and her eyes were still full of horror, deeper and deeper, and she felt more and more that I was a demon. Yes, that's what anyone would think.

I looked at her, and then I looked at my body again. I didn't want to leave, I really didn't want to leave, my evil body didn't want me to leave, didn't want to leave