C131 Drones

Qiao Zhe's arm was probably numb as well, and now that there was no longer any external suppression, he moved his arm and subconsciously turned over, as if he was about to wake up.

Jiang Xiying quickly retracted her gaze, put on her shoes, and ran towards the balcony.

She pulled open the curtains, gently pushed open the French window, and sat on the trapeze on the balcony