"Ah Xing's face... seems to be something wrong?"
In fact, without Liang Wanting's reminding, almost everyone present saw Zhou Xingzu's abnormal state.
The boy used to show his cynicism, but now his face is covered with cold sweat, and he covers his ears from time to time, as if he is troubled by something invisible.
Seeing this, Zheng Jirong could not help frowning slightly. Is he ill?
However, although Zhou Xingzu's behavior was puzzling, he did not turn to Zheng Jirong for help.
In the next gamble, the two people were strangely tacit