C91 I'm Going to Castrate Them

"Zhiyu!"

Han Zhiyu was woken up by Wang Ziyue's cries.

Before she opened her eyes, she felt that someone was hugging her and her body started to tremble again.

"Don't. . . Get lost!"

"Zhiyu is me!" Lu Yiran held her tightly in his arms. His handsome and cold face was filled with hostility and killing intent. Only his voice was low and calm.

She opened her eyes. When she saw Lu Yiran