C258 Make Her Wither

At night, the whole world seemed to have quieted down, and from time to time, Nightingale's cries could be heard, and this kind of bird chirped more often than during the night.

Night... The night sky was filled with yearning.

Lin Zheng was dragged into the room by his assistant. He was muddle-headed, as if he had lost his soul.

The assistant carefully moved Lin Zheng onto the bed