C344 Exam

A pair of ice-cold hands gently slid across Yang Yu's waist. Zhuge Dasheng actually hugged Yang Yu's waist from behind.

What was even more frightening was that Zhuge Dasheng was leaning on Yang Yu's back and sobbing softly.

"I'm done for. My target is Zhuge Dali, and now she's... What should I do?!" For a moment, Yang Yu didn't know what to do.

If Zhuge Dasheng didn't cry