C147 Dry Wood Meeting Fire

However, Tang Wen was not Yan Na, nor was it Yang Xiuqin. In front of the unbearable desires in her heart, in front of this burning passion, although her heart was in turmoil, her reason was still there.

"Let me go!" The Tang Wen ordered, but her tone was no longer as cold as it was before she fell, bringing with it her delicate breathing, making her sound more like she was struggling