C134 I Can't Go Back

Ye Fanwei's wrist was held tightly by Mu Ting Chen, making it impossible for her to break free.

She was a little puzzled. He was obviously so weak, but why was he so strong now?

He didn't loosen his grip on her at all.

Ye Feiwei sighed, turned around and half-squatted beside Mu Ting Chen, touching his cheek with her other hand.

Still hot.

The man's pale lips moved.

"Weiwei