chapter 809 Michael Lin, who are you?

Ixy stared blankly at Daisy's little white hands, which were as white as lotus roots. Her eyes fell on the places on her arms that were burned by cigarette butts. It took about a minute or two. "Hehe." A sad smile appeared on her face, and then she picked up the cigarettes on the table, lit one, and took a puff. Daisy came back to her senses, looked at the cigarette, and wanted to say something, but when the words came to her lips, she couldn't. "I'll burn myself a few times and just give it back...