1640 Cool Night (1)

Jin Sheng's grip was very strong, so strong that even Dongfang Liuyun could feel the pain of his grip on her wrist.

"I told you to let go, don't make me repeat myself for the third time!"

Dongfang Liuyun's brows were tightly knitted together, and the gaze she used to look at Jin Sheng was unusually cold and stern. However, Jin Sheng's grip was getting tighter and tighter—

"I just want a reason. Don't you know that because of that accident, I..."

'Mmm—''

Before he could finish his sentence, a black shadow flashed past, followed by a muffled groan.

He turned around to look at the source of the sound. Jin Sheng was already leaning against the elevator wall with a livid expression. He glared hatefully at Dongfang Liuyun, one of his hands still holding the elevator wall. His expression was quite unsightly.