C304 There Were Countless Postures and Postures

My heart aches, and I can barely breathe.

I think, he doesn't believe me. No matter how much I say, it's useless.

My back is pressed against the sofa, and in front of me is Kang Zeyu's gloomy and bloodthirsty face.

I look at him, my body trembling.

"Answer me. "

Kang Zeyu spat out a warm breath onto my face.

His roar was a little cold, and it carried a force that shook one's soul