C418 What a Delusional Thing

Ji Jing'an turned his head immediately when he heard the noise. He was still wearing the same dark grey shirt and pants he wore last night, soaked in cold sweat. One. He didn't sleep at night. The man's face was full of exhaustion and worry. He looked at Yeh Yufan, whose eyes were red and swollen, and was silent for a while. He shook his head heavily. "No."

At this critical moment