Her hoarse voice cracked, and Su Qi's tears instantly rolled down her cheeks uncontrollably.,Only to see Mo Xiuhan still staring deeply, that slender hand immersed in it, slowly moving towards the fingertips.,Ji Yi Hong, alluring and bold, snatched the gun from Ji Ming Hao's hand and walked towards Su Qi, smiling as she pointed the barrel at his forehead. "Want to die with peace of mind"。