Sixty-one

ds seemed to carry a blaze, wherever they touched skin it began to burn.Last time she was drunk, she was hazy and didn't know where she was. Now, she was incredibly clear-headed, all her senses focuse...Fang Jiaqi tugged at Zhuque's hand, signaling her to stop talking. She didn't want to provoke Mo Yao either. She whispered in Zhuque's ear, "Let's go."extricate himself.Jin felt like it was enough, he didn't know why he had endured this for so long. He clearly hated this thing, clearly resisted him, but his body was drawn to him, why he himself didn...