C69 One Level of Skill

Ning Caier straightened her chest. After going crazy, she felt a sharp pain from her neck.

Right now, she was grabbing one of Lin Mu's hand and directly biting down.

"Ah …"

A heart wrenching voice came out, causing Ning Caier to heave a sigh of relief. She tidied up her clothes, lowered her head to look at the imprint on her chest