C1882 It Was Late at Night

Unconsciously, at the end of the Ancient Street, there was no one around, especially under the moonlight.

Shi Qian stopped in her tracks, "There is nothing in front of us. Let's go back."

Shaang Sizhan lowered his eyes and looked at her white and delicate face. Suddenly, he smiled devilishly and said in a bewitching voice, "Qian, it is not as quiet as the night..