C342 You Want to Die Again

Bao Zien's face and mouth were filled with pungent, pungent white wine. It was hot and numb, making it impossible for her to even shout out loud. "Cough, cough, cough!"

Pain. His throat was hurting from the stimulation.

Bao Zien tried to pull Yu Shuning's hand away but to no avail. She squeezed Yu Shuning's arm tightly until her nails dug into the flesh.

Feeling the pain