C107 Ataxia

When the fight was over, he anxiously stood in front of the bed, "Xiaoxiao, how can I protect myself? How can I preserve it? "

She was crying silently. She was really going to die.

She was about to be free, but her heart felt empty. Could she still hold on?

In her confusion, she heard the rustling of clothes in front of her bed. When she opened her eyes