Zuo Hancheng's intention was to divert her attention, but the kiss became more and more intense.
Anhao raised her hand in a daze and gently placed it on the wound on his shoulder. That was the most serious part of his injury. Although the bullet did not directly penetrate his shoulder, it was deeply embedded in his skin. She did not know how deep it was.
However, when she saw the sudden and hideous wound on Zuo Hancheng's shoulder, she did not feel afraid at all. She only felt uncomfortable.
If Zuo Hancheng had not agreed to J's request because of her, he would not have walked into the manor that was full of ambushes despite knowing the danger. If it was not because of her, he would not have been trapped and almost lost his life.
Anhao's nose was sour, her hands were on his shoulders, gently caressing him, and finally caressing his back. She took the initiative to meet his lips. Her eyes were red as she whispered,""This is the An family. Be gentle..."
