The utility room was very narrow, and the air gradually became thinner.

Song Ci looked at the shaky lights above his head and couldn't help but frown.

If it was really Su Nan who carefully planned all this...

Before he had time to think about it, Song Ci felt a hot feeling in his chest, and his breathing became short.

Staying in a confined space for a long time was not only a matter of air, but also psychological implications, all of which made Song Ci's mood ...