chapter 317 The storm is coming and the wind is blowing in the building!

In the light of the fire, Sylvia Sterling was dressed in white, and her delicate and beautiful face looked like a fairy. The young man was stunned, but he did not lose his mind. After swallowing his saliva, the young man said with difficulty: "But I am ugly and have nothing. I am not worthy of the fairy sister." Sylvia Sterling smiled brightly in an instant, and her pair of autumn-watery eyes stared at the young man quietly. The young man in front of him had a face that was burnt into a bloody...