lt;Mr. Bao, Mrs. Bao

Yan Ji stood by the emergency exit, leaning against the railing and lighting a cigarette for himself. His gaze passed through the dissipating smoke, falling blankly on some emptiness below.,She was flamboyant, but not reckless. She wouldn't accept evidence: "It's a pity, such a high pedestal, yet your hands remained unbroken.",Yanji's fingers loosened on the dagger: "You talk a lot of **."。