Her consciousness was already blurred.
But his voice, she could hear it clearly at this moment.
Eve Thompson slowly reached out her hand, feeling her eyelids were heavy. The man in front of her was so handsome, but his face seemed to be wrapped in bandages...
She placed her hand on his cheek, then asked softly, "Is it you?"
Is it you?
The questioning voice seemed to hit Anthony Charlie's soul, making his body tremble slightly.
Seeing the girl's appearance, his eyes turned red, and he cautiously touched her, afraid that he might hurt her...
Anthony lowered his voice and spoke, "Little Crow, it's me..."
When she saw Anthony Charlie approaching step by step, she did not let down her guard.
But after hearing that voice, the last bit of rationality in her disappeared, and she was completely controlled by the drug.
A burning hot sensation spread throughout her body, and the man's pheromones were the best antidote for her.
