Looking at the disgusting stench of blood on the ground, I felt a little annoyed.
Disgusting entertainer. He really didn't feel comfortable even if he died.
He couldn't help but curse the eighteen generations of this p*****t.
Seeing that it was still early, he could only lie on the bed unwillingly.
There was a strong stench in the air.
As soon as I closed my eyes, I couldn't help but think of that disgusting p*****t.
I sat up in annoyance and reached for the jade pendant. I looked at it with a try.
"Yan Yichen, have you slept yet?" I looked at the jade pendant and asked softly.
"Why can't you sleep?" As Yan Yichen voice fell, I fell into a cold embrace.
"Look." I pointed at a large pool of blood on the ground in annoyance.
"Haha..." Seeing where I was pointing, Yan Yichen laughed
