C98 A Thousand Miles of Red

Gu Qiu Yan almost couldn't breathe under his tight grip. She subconsciously twisted his waist, "Feng, Jiu!"

Feng Jiu grimaced in pain, but he refused to call it a 'wound'. Instead, he snorted ambiguously, and anyone who didn't know better would think that Gu Qiu Yan had done something to him.

Gu Qiu Yan's face turned red. Oh my god