"Ah!"
She had just reached the door when Su Yingxue pushed her back.
The commotion woke up the beggar who was resting.
In the cold dilapidated temple, where they, the wanderers, slept huddled together, they opened their eyes and saw Han Yuwen. They rubbed their eyes as if they were dreaming. "Is she a fairy?"
Someone tentatively touched Han Yuwen.
Han Yuwen's entire body was burning up, and the desire inside her was about to come out. She had a tube of medicine with her, and she had originally wanted to take advantage of Su Yingxue's momentary distraction to inject it into her body to relieve the effects of the medicine.
However, even after pretending for a long time, Su Yingxue was still standing at the door, staring at her.
The group of beggars also began to approach her. She didn't dare to delay and immediately wanted to inject herself.
Su Yingxue's fair hand snatched the syringe from her.
