C274 Fissures of linnaeus?

In the darkness, it was easy for malicious intent to grow out of her. In a room in Zhongcheng, a dim yellow light shone on a woman's delicate face, and her full lips were red and sparkling.

The woman was probably drunk. The hand holding the phone was soft and the words she spat out were unclear and chaotic.

"I'm not in a good mood," she said with her tongue hanging out