Just looking at it made her eyes hurt.
His skin was torn and his flesh was torn.
An Xiaoyang was holding back her tears.
After she rebandaged his wound, she wanted to help him upstairs to rest.
Sang nuo did not reject him. However, at this moment, he was exceptionally quiet and dazed.
An Xiaoyang helped him to his bed. This was the first time she had served him like this. She took off his shoes and rolled up his pants.
In the end, when she took a towel and wiped his face, the silence finally came to an end!
An Xiaoyang lay on his chest and could no longer hold back her tears. Her voice was choked as she said, " Qianqian, sang nuo, Qianqian, promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you won't be separated from me, okay? I can accept anything, but I can't accept not having you, Qianqian.
The moment she cried, sang nuo's heart instantly melted into a puddle of water.
