The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet

Xia Ling wanted to run, but no matter where she went, she could always see the devil king with a gentle and malicious look in his eyes.
"Xia Xia, where are you running to? "

[1v1, sweeter than ever ]
"..."
Text: Yan Luo Bai, "fast wear, flirt: Plan to save the fallen boss"