Arrogant Eighth Lady

At night, everything is quiet, and the basement is filled with the sound of dripping water. Nangong Yan's face was as pale as paper, and in an instant, the door was pushed open. Is a man. Wearing a suit and leather shoes, he smiled charmingly, looked directly at Nangong Yan who was huddled in the corner, and said: "I'm just a man! Can it be compared with your ten years?" Nangong Yan's cold eyes darkened, he lowered his head and said nothing, his finger bones turning white. Even if it costs him life and death, it is still worth it! "To do it, or not to do it?!" The man sternly walked towards Nangong Yan, his voice getting colder and colder. "If you agree to be him now...