Ning Qing finally walked towards him with great difficulty.
He took her hand and removed the blanket. He then took off her sweater and jacket, followed by her undershirt.
Ning Qing lost control of the floor and straightened her body. Nian lie noticed that and her movements became slower.
"You're afraid of me?" he asked hesitantly.
Ning Qing shook her head, the fear in her eyes clear.
Nian lie's fingertips seemed to be frozen, and his eyes stung. do it yourself.
“……”
His footsteps were messy. Before he walked out, he said to her, " wash up quickly. Don't let your wound come into contact with water.
Ning Qing's throat hurt. Hello, Zhenzhen.
The door closed.
She was no longer as alert as before and her entire body went limp.
His back and palms were cold and covered in cold sweat.
It turned out that it was so difficult for her to hold back her hatred and fear when she faced him like this.
