Seeing Shen Qingyu's fragile appearance, Chu yanhuan shuddered and quickly climbed down from him.
After some thought, she reached out a slender and fair hand to Chen Qingyu.
The young girl's clear eyes stared at the young man in front of her, and her delicate and soft voice sounded, " hey, do you want to get up? "
The young man did not expect Chu yanhuan to do such a thing. He blinked his dark eyes and his cold eyelashes trembled.
His lips curved up slightly, and his indifferent eyes revealed a stunning smile.
She raised her snow-white fingertips and held the girl's hand, using the force to stand up.
Chen Qingyu raised her other hand to her lips and coughed. There was a slight pain on her beautiful face.
His hand was extremely cold, like a piece of cold Jade in her hand.
The young girl tilted her head and thought for a moment. She patted Shen Qingyu's back and said,"Thank you for just now ... Are you alright?"
