C223 Do You like Qianxi

In an instant, the smell of moisture in the room pierced Yin Ying Di's nose. He frowned and fumbled around for the switch button in the room.

At that moment, he tripped on something and stumbled onto the tatami.

"Woo... Woo... Who... Who is it... "

A woman's frightened voice came out from the dark room. Yin Ying Di was slightly stunned. This woman was actually speaking Chinese