"Mo Nanjue, what can I do so you won't hurt…"
Tong Ran was frantic, sweating profusely as if she were an ant on a hot pan, looking here and there but unable to find a solution. She kept drawing breaths and murmuring to herself, "What to do, what to do..."
Suddenly, her gaze swept across the bathroom not far away.
Chen An had said never to use ice water, and to distract his attention.
But now, to cool Mo Nanjue down…
…
"What's the matter, now that the fire in me has been stirred up, you don't want to cool me down and just run away?"
…
The man's voice echoed in her mind.
That line had been spoken by Mo Nanjue to her before.
Cooling down, distracting attention…
A glint of light flashed in Tong Ran's beautiful eyes. She knew what to do! She knew how to relieve him of the burning of his body!
