Yan Ji smiled as he turned, his gaze falling on Qian Wei's limp leg. He didn't try to hide the evil he had done, but he simply nodded without a word.,Yanji's fingers loosened on the dagger: "You talk a lot of **.",The topic was probably a little ambiguous, and suddenly there was a subtle tension in the air. Combined with the hazy lighting, it could easily spark some hormonal desires.。