ght room, it emitted an ambiguous glow; he just needed to tilt his face up to touch the line of her rising chest.Lǐ n felt blood rushing to his head; five years had passed, and who knew how much he mi...w," Yan Luoxi held the phone and laughed foolishly, "I'm going home... Li An said he would take me home... I'm heading back home... Haha..."“Yan Luoxi, you need to be clear-headed. Tell me where you a...
Chapter 11: The Pleasure of Self-Torture