i'm sorry.
He was too late.
Youyou didn't seem to believe her. Her voice was hoarse and choked. Zhenzhen, no, please stay away from me. Zhenzhen, you're not Jun hang, Zhenzhen, you're not brother Jun hang, Zhenzhen. at the end, she cried sadly, but she didn't break free of Jun hang's hand.
"Youyou, open your eyes and look at me. It's me. I'm late."
Jun hang's heart ached for such a young child. As he spoke, he exerted force with his slender arm and the young cold body slid out half of its body.
She could no longer stay in the ice water. It could relieve her pain for a while, but not completely. On the contrary, it would cause harm to her body.
especially since the wound on her chest had not healed yet.
at this time, when he pulled the youyou up, the thin blanket slipped down accidentally. jun hang instantly saw the thin layer behind her thin blanket.
