Nan Wan Yan Gu Mo Ha

She was terrified, yet her limbs felt limp and weak. An itchy, crawling sensation consumed her, making it impossible to resist this encounter.,He looked down at the woman in the pool, who no longer struggled, his thin lips curling into a cold sneer.,Air rushed back into Nan Wan'yan's nostrils. She retched out a large mouthful of blood, then slumped against the edge of the bathtub, gasping for breath heavily.。