C2580 The Inversion of the Literary and Female Matchmaking of the Decadents of the Decadent Era 8
She sat on the ground and waited with a bored expression on her face.
Sure enough, the smell of burnt flesh came from not too far away. Yue Xi smiled as she narrowed her eyes. The smell of burnt flesh grew stronger and stronger, even giving off a scorching feeling.
System: Host, what are you doing? The fire has already started
