C337 What It's Fake?

Xiang Nuan lowered her head bit by bit, but the two of them were tightly pressed together. In the darkness, she could not see anything.

She could not see, but her body could clearly feel the exuberant life force, the boiling heat, and the extremely invasive oppression. Just like before.

Xiang Nuan's heart tightened, and her nose became sore. Tears welled up in her eyes