Half of his face was soaked in the bathtub. Li junmo's handsome and delicate facial features were a little cold. Even his thin lips had become light, as if they were transparent.
Ruan Mengmeng was scared out of her wits, afraid that she would not be able to save him in time.
She quickly and efficiently scooped li junche up, half supporting and half carrying him. The thick bathrobe absorbed the water and became even heavier.
Fortunately, ruan Mengmeng had great strength, or else she might not have been able to drag him.
the wound ... The wound ... ruan Mengmeng was so anxious that li junche, who was almost unconscious, leaned on her shoulder.
Her petite body barely carried him, and she lowered her head to look for the cut marks on his wrist.
There was nothing on his left wrist!
His right wrist was also missing!
Ruan Mengmeng was stunned for a moment before she suddenly realized that she had been stupid just now!
