king a deep breath, although it was cold air devoid of any modern chemical smell, it was naturally refreshing, making her feel very comfortable indeed.Zi Lin looked around. She had hardly ever stepped...rom Qi Lin who was trying to pull back; Feng Changqing tightened his grip slightly, bringing Qi Lin's hand towards his face.Holding hands, he carefully wiped off the excess wine on his face. However,...
8The Man Surrounded by a Pack of Wolves