Captured by Mr. Right
| Chapter 300
It was dark, pitch-dark.
An Xiaoxiao turned on her phone and walked further inside using the faint light on the screen and eventually stopped by the bedside.
The man on the bed was sleeping soundly.
Even in his sleep, he looked as dignified as an emperor, shrouded by a layer of cold and domineering aura.
An Xiaoxiao couldn't help but swallow a lump in her throat. She mumbled to herself that there was absolutely no retreat since she was already there.