C393 Misconception

It was depressed and quiet again, but in this dark night, there was always a sense of unease and restlessness.

Within the luxurious and rotten big room, the ugliest and most primitive scene was being played out. However, the one that was lying low on Meng Shuqing's body was not a man his age. A low sound of breathing could be heard, and Meng Shuquan couldn't help but feel a wave of nausea