PREVIEW
... n he touched it—wasn't this just soreness?
Tsk, it really felt something like that...
Li Heng slowly crawled up on the bed, hissing a few breaths.
The oil lamp needed oil. He lived alone in the house and rarely lit the lamps. The pitch-black surroundings swallowed all light, and the entire house, square with sturdy walls, seemed oppressive.
Like a coffin.
The very coffin he originally intended to buy for his old father.
Li Heng's forehead broke out ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE





























