C243 Yan-hyeong You Want to Torture Me to Death

Yan Anxi, you want to torture me to death.

In any case, to Yan Anxi, Yan Anchen was about to wake up. When he woke up, the burden on Yan Anxi's shoulders would be lifted.

At that time, death was really a form of relief for her. She had nothing to fear anymore.

Mu Chiyao's hand that was holding her wrist suddenly loosened and took two steps back.

The wind suddenly blew in the night