"Ghost?" Qin Sibo immediately froze, a look of horror appeared on his face, and he even began to doubt Luo Xing.
Fang Tongtong stood in front, Luo Xing stood behind him, and Qin Sibo was in a dilEmma Xin.
But in the end, Qin Sibo couldn't bear to look at Fang Tongtong.
Fang Tongtong's face was extremely pale. Looking at the gaze Qin Sibo gave her, she closed her eyes and couldn't help but shed two lines of bloody tears.
She whimpered as if to say something, but her mouth, which was closed by the zipper, could not utter a word. She could only make meaningless whimpering sounds, like the howling of a ghost.
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