Because it was night and raining, the lights in the room were not particularly bright. Yun Chu couldn't see the visitor's face clearly, so she could only remain still, waiting, neither attacking nor retreating.,Suddenly, a cold wind blew, and Yun Chuyin, who was already damp from the morning mist, shivered. This early spring night wind carried a chill, and she stood up abruptly and walked toward the thatched hut.,Looking at the man before her, Yun Chu's most primal desire surged like a flood breaking its banks, unstoppable and overwhelming. At this moment, the last line of defense in her heart crumbled.。
