Wen Muchu, where are you?

The three men were already impatient.

They couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Like wild beasts that were about to go crazy, they quickly pounced on Zhang He.

From their line of sight, they could only see a person in a light green dress in the corner of the pavilion, revealing two fair and slender legs.

Lan Xiao hid in the thorny undergrowth outside the pavilion and watched this scene coldly.

He couldn't help but feel disgusted.

Lan Xiao couldn't care less about when the three men in the pavilion realized that Zhang He was a man. She could feel the strange feeling in her body getting stronger and stronger.

Her consciousness also gradually became dazed.

It was as if countless bugs had entered her body, devouring her blood and skin bit by bit.

She braved the heavy rain and tried her best to let the rain fall into her body to give her more consciousness.