C676 Don't Touch Me with Your Dirty Hands

The air is like a sponge filled with water, constantly squeezing the soft lungs.

She almost couldn't breathe, and her mind was completely blank.

Her pitch-black eyes seemed to be immobilized, fixed on the bed sheet with a piercing red glow.

Until a wide chest appeared in front of her.

She raised her head stiffly, and she could hear the cracking sound of her neck bones