"My fault, my fault," Xu Ping'an muttered to himself in his heart.
He struggled to keep himself awake.
However, such an environment was extremely uncomfortable for Xu Ping'an.
Fortunately, Tang Xinyue regained consciousness.
"Ah..."
Upon realizing she was lying in Xu Ping'an's arms, Tang Xinyue let out a miserable cry and tried to break free from his embrace.
But as soon as she did, she was hit by a wave of intense pain and instinctively sought refuge in Xu Ping'an's arms again, clinging tightly to him.
Xu Ping'an's face was a picture of speechlessness, and he felt almost driven mad.
"Can you... not do this? I really can't take it," Xu Ping'an said with irritation.
Tang Xinyue also realized the problem and her mind was in chaos.
Xu Ping'an couldn't take it, and neither could she.
It must be said, she too felt a rush of impulse at this moment.
