C114 Addiction

Rong Hao's right hand, which was holding the fruit knife, had already been cut open. Blood kept coming out of his hand, but he could not estimate what was going on.

Zhuge Xiaoxiao almost wanted to throw herself in front of Yan Haoyuan, but Rong Hao held her tightly in his arms.

"Xiaoxiao, Xiaoxiao, calm down