Sixty-one

an roared, raised his fist, but then changed direction mid-swing, letting it fall. He glared at Wushuang with anger in his eyes, "You dare speak of our agreement When did we say you'd return, and how...huang, she had to insist on getting curly hair. Did she even need a haircut“I can be more beautiful.” Wu-Shuang looked confidently at the mirror. She'd been wearing this style for so many years, and...