She hung her head low, clenched her hands, and tried hard to suppress the disgust in her heart.
If, if he really touched her, she would make him regret it for the rest of his life!
Suddenly, Rong Shaoze turned her head and deeply kissed her lips.
When Rong Shaoze finally let her go, she felt a wave of darkness before her eyes and immediately collapsed onto his chest, her face pale, breathing rapidly.
"What's wrong? Don't you feel well?" Rong Shaoze asked with concern when he saw this.
Lin Xinlan didn't answer, just gasped for breath.
Thinking of her frail body, Rong Shaoze's brow furrowed slightly. He picked her up, wrapped her in a bath towel, and carried her back to the bedroom.
Gently placing her on the bed, he wiped down her entire body, then helped her with the blankets.
By now, Lin Xinlan had caught her breath, and her complexion had improved quite a bit, although she still looked somewhat weak.
