Chapter 11: The Pleasure of Self-Torture

w with a look of determination. The wind blew her stray hair across her face.If she took one small step forward at this moment, she would fall from the twenty-second floor below and die a bloody death...eetened water, Li An brought over a bowl of porridge and personally fed it to her, his eyes slightly showing an imperceptible indulgence.Yan Luoxi tasted a mouthful. The porridge was also sweetened. S...