For some reason, everyone subconsciously held their breath and even felt scared for no reason.
The constantly flickering and changing lights cast sharp shadows on Huo Yan's face. Ethan Fang blinked, and blinked again, thinking he was hallucinating.
"Huo Yan?"
"It's me." Huo Yan took the microphone from his hand and placed it on the messy coffee table.
Hook the person into your arms and say, "Let's go home."
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