Zhao Zhan did not understand what mouth-to-mouth resuscitation was.
He felt that he had used up all his endurance in this life.
However, the woman was unforgiving and moved around as if she wanted to compete with him, making it difficult for him to resist her moves.
Yue Jiaojiao's hair was drenched in sweat, and she looked like a little goldfish that had just gotten out of water.
The handkerchief originally used to wipe her face and hands fell to the ground.
Chengfeng howled twice, and seeing that no one was paying attention to him, he moved his four legs and ran out of the door. When he was out, he accidentally closed the door, and the light in the room instantly dimmed.
Zhao Zhan felt his consciousness slowly fading away.
Yue Jiaojiao couldn't tell which part of her body was hotter, and her eyes trembled as she begged for mercy.
