C297 Zhou Yi An's Fury

Zhou Yiann, who was standing outside the door, looked worn out. His hair was not as neatly combed as before, and his clothes were also stained with dust, but even so, it didn't affect the overall image of a man at all.

An Muran's heart couldn't help but beat faster. Even though she repeatedly ordered herself to be calm, she was still unable to control herself. Facing this man