C117 Trapped

"How are you?" Qian Li was rather curious and she moved her body a bit. Then, she obediently watched as Gong Jue cut off the small piece of clothes on her stomach with his dagger.

The flesh was already beginning to turn out, but fortunately the bleeding had stopped.

"Actually, I just like to admire their beauty. When I'm with them, the most I can do is listen to their playing, singing, dancing