Mu Xiaoqi's hands seemed to have caught a burning iron bar, hard and hot, so that she was scared to leave, but she was strangled by the nightscape.

She was in a hurry, closed her eyes and pressed down as hard as she could, and she heard a muffled snort from the night.

Then came his exhalation, which was particularly clear in the dark.

Mu Xiaoqi opened her eyes in a panic, and across the mask from the darkness, she could feel the pain of the night appendix apparently.

She felt confused and guilty.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to. Are you okay?" She stared nervously at the bright black eyes...