Gao Feng quickly calmed down, a disdainful sneer replacing the astonishment on his face, growing more and more delighted.
He, Gao Feng, could also taste Mark Reed's woman, not bad, not bad!
Valentine Teller couldn't tell if she was in a dream or reality.
She just felt dizzy, her eyes too heavy to open, and the remaining consciousness in her brain told her the person beside her was extremely dangerous.
She couldn't remain confused any longer, she had to wake up.
Valentine Teller struggled to open her eyes, the dim light stabbing at them, making it hard to see anything.
She closed her eyes again, waited a moment before opening them just a slit, slowly adjusting to the blinding light, finally opening them fully.
Valentine Teller stared blankly at the ceiling with watery wide eyes, her mind still muddy, unable to think, knowing nothing.
Her whole body felt like it was on fire.
