The Return of the Un

"You useless piece of trash, don't you dare die!" Yang Qingqing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and muttered under her breath.,He came back, reborn from hell to his previous life as an ignorant and rebellious 17-year-old.,Floating clouds, a dog with gray fur, in my past life, I was just an insignificant ant in your eyes, but in this life, you will be crawling and trembling under my feet!。