C50 Mutual Anger

I will not die!" How could he have a good throat at this time!

Song Zhaoyan's heart thumped wildly, panic flashing across her almond eyes.

Pei YiChen's gaze swept across her, and wherever it went, Song Zhaoyan felt the temperature of her skin rise steadily.

He turned around and got out of bed. Ignoring Song Zhaoyan, whose eyes had not fully adjusted yet