C254 Divorce Don't Even Think about It
The rapidly spreading smell of blood in her mouth and her tightly wrapped lips made her almost suffocate.
The hands that were being pressed could not exert any strength and could only be forced to endure.
Just when Han Zhiyu felt that she was about to die, Lu Yiran let go of her lips. His eyes narrowed with a dangerous aura. Under the light, he saw her slender eyelashes trembling slightly