C1714 Regarding the Guesses of the Siren

After returning to their place for over ten minutes, Lo Chuan, who had been drifting as a wandering soul, finally touched down and collapsed onto the sofa with a heavy sigh of relief.

Beside him, Yao Ziyan took a seat and nonchalantly embraced a throw pillow, her gaze fixed on the night view outside the window. From here, they could just make out the distant plaza