C106 Descending evil

That night, after receiving Feng Chengmin's key, I left the wreath store with Shen Han and headed straight for his house.

Sitting in the taxi, Shen Han used her hands to support her chin, bored to death, as she looked at the passing pedestrians. From time to time, she turned her head to glance at me.

"Can you stop laughing?" Shen Han helplessly said, "Isn't it just a stack of business cards