Mu Chudi turned his head. "Nothing to do, just wait for daybreak."

She sat up disapprovingly, her white, smooth skin covered with red dots, which was the rage of Homer last night.

"Mr. Huo, the wound on your shoulder has been broken. Do you need me to apply medicine for you?"

Questions, with an alienated tone, are quite different from the usual ones.

The black and clear eyes were covered with red blood at this time, and he looked very upset, but she did not care about the tone, he was even more angry.

There is a blazing fire in the chest.

Mu Chudi put on his clothes and was...