As soon as she said that, Rong Zhan immediately wrapped her in his coat, wrapping her slender and weak body tightly, and carried her in his arms.
sang xia's face was buried in rong zhan's chest. his warm body temperature and familiar breath.
The person she loved the most.
Her consciousness became clearer and clearer. In the end, she wrapped her arms around his thin waist with trembling hands. She closed her wet eyes and rested her face against his strong beating heart.
It was so fast.
she jumped so fast.
As Rong Zhan carried her out of the room, the scene of the night before she left Rome flashed in her mind.
After he fell down the stairs, she had chased after him in a hurry. He had also bitten her and wanted to do something violent to her, so she had no choice but to hit him on the head with something.
