Su Cheng's hand was struggling, trying to grab onto something.
But she couldn't catch anything. She could only catch air.
His eyes widened, and he breathed desperately. His body also twisted violently.
The feeling of being on the verge of death was so real that it was terrifying ...
su shicheng used the last of his energy to push her away from the pillow in his hand just as she was about to suffocate.
Inhaling a large amount of air made her cough violently, and she covered her chest with her hand in pain.
su shicheng tumbled to the side and spat out a mouthful of blood.
his eyes were a little straight, and his body was twitching slightly, like a dying patient.
His ugly appearance made su Cheng chuckle softly. She used one hand to support herself and crawled over to him. Lying on top of him, her fingers pinched su Shicheng's face.
Her expression instantly turned fierce, " su Shicheng, get up! do it hard, didn't you say you weren't old?"
