C270 A Hairpin Inserted into the Chest

It was hard to say.

Yi Xiaoqiao found that no matter what he said, when it came out of Muyi's mouth, it became a powerless refutation.

She could neither struggle nor evade. The only thing she could do was to cooperate with him. Cooperating with him was the least painful method.

When he woke up in the morning, Mu Yi An had already left.

She laid powerlessly on the edge of the bed