A few strands of her silky hair landed on his strong arm, tickling and enticing him.
Lu Shaoming looked at her disappointed and depressed expression, and his voice was soft and gentle as he asked, "Who wants to rape you, tell me? It's safe here. You can't sober up by showering. What you need is a good night's sleep."
"Tell you? Hah, can you help me if I tell you? What do you want from me after you've helped me?" Ning Qing broke down a little, her body felt very uncomfortable and her heart was still empty.
Her only relative in this world was her mom, who was still lying in the hospital waiting for her care, so no matter how hard things got and how tired she'd felt, she'd persevered for the past three years.
Three years ago, she and her mother had been chased out of the house, and her college tuition fees had become an issue.
