was just a woman's neck, encircled by a necklace. Above it hung an iron chain, connected to the large bed beside her.The short and stout man was naturally Wei Xiang, and the middle-aged woman was Zhou...ow, this time I was wrong. I'm sorry to you and Xiaolin, but I had no choice but to do it!"Aichao's eyes were full of disappointment. He looked deeply at Aiming.He glanced at her, then said coldly: "B...