Chapter 11: The Pleasure of Self-Torture

within his embrace.His senses slowly returned; the sight of a disheveled Yan Luoxi with pale skin and fluttering eyelashes, glistening tears hanging from them like an angel on the brink of death bene...pig trotter soup on the stove then."Lian faintly heard the words "pig's trotters" in the living room and felt a wave of nausea.After Yan Luoxi came out of the kitchen, she repeatedly tried to get clos...