C79 At the Cocktail Party

Yin Lan looked at the walls that were covered by the blood red sun. The color of the walls was still flowing, and the room was filled with light from the corner of her eye. Ning Ou's face was immersed in the faint and beautiful color, and there was a hint of gentleness and coldness in it.

"Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?" Ning Ou looked at Yin Lan