Grave Robbing: Openi

Xiao Shan's disappointment in Qingyan's eyes flashed past, he raised an eyebrow, and the contrived expression on his face disappeared in a second.,After saying that, he stopped looking at Panzi's expression. He leaned back in his chair, a glass of liquor between his lips, and downed the nearly two ounces of 56-degree baijiu in one gulp.,That expression, that was one blissful, one wickedly charming.。