Pushing open the door, I saw three people in the room, with Qiao Anuo being held in Fang Chen's arms.,A hushed murmur, the voice sweet and melodious, with a hint of intoxication, made the man in the darkness frown slightly. Yet, an inexplicable heat swirled within him.,The man seemed to be angered by her words. His thin lips curled into a sinister smile, not becoming gentle, but rather more unrestrained and wild.。