C86 The Night Leaving Shang

I dragged Yao Yao out of the hospital gate. The cold night made my mind clear.

The night in the city was charming, so different from the day that it even gave the illusion of being in another city. If you think of the day as the hard teeth of dogs, then the night is their soft, slimy tongues, soft, wet, sexy to the imagination, warm and slimy