The person behind me slept peacefully, the car lights were dim, but her complexion was as white as jade, with a rosy tinge on her lips, tempting to be captured. The mole beneath her eye, a black teardrop, was irresistible.,In City A, the Black-faced God of Death is a figure known to all. Those who fall into his hands are tortured beyond recognition...,Huang Chen and Tan Ge looked at each other, taking it as her acting like a spoiled princess. After all, she was only an 18-year-old girl.。