Lily took the cherry with a lordly air, letting Zuo Mufeng attend to her.
As she sat on the chaise lounge, Shitian might have already died in that forest.
If he was dead, and she was still alive, how should she explain to the organization?
She popped another cherry into her mouth, her mind tangled with thoughts.
More than ten minutes later, Lily left with the cherries in hand.
She had made up her mind, although she was reluctant to leave Zuo Mufeng, she truly couldn't stay by his side any longer.
Entering the kitchen, she took a cherry to Zuo Mufeng's lips.
Zuo Mufeng bit into it and realized that Lily, in her current state, looked just like a child.
This girl, abandoned by her parents at a young age, had grown up in an assassin organization's ruthless environment.
A feeling of tenderness rose in the depths of Zuo Mufeng's heart.
Perhaps it was because he was a doctor, always seeking to rescue people from dire situations?
