Li Tianjue looked at her, his cold face obviously not as calm as before.

"You believe it?"

Su Ling kept her expression straight, "You won't do anything bad, and you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door. Why are you so excited?"

As if he was not trusted, Li Tianjue drank the champagne in his glass with a hint of irritation between his brows.

Su Ling looked at him for a while, knowing that he couldn't trick him into anything, so she simply stopped ...