"Just wait a moment, hang in there, let me think of a solution."
Perhaps it was the effect of the drug, Qin Mengyue's cheeks were now alarmingly red.
"Xu Fan, I, I can't take it anymore..."
"Even if you can't hold it in, hold it in. Let me think, just give me a moment to think..."
"It's too late..."
"What if, I use my hand to help you? That might work..."
Xu Fan weakly glanced over at Qin Mengyue, pondering if there was a way to indirectly come to the rescue.
"You!"
Qin Mengyue looked at him with a face full of disgust, shaking with anger.
Could it be that she had no allure to him?
"Xu Fan, to you, do I have no appeal whatsoever?"
"How could you say something like that..."
"Then are you even a man? If you're a man, then do it!"
"But..."
"Fine! Then I'll die right in front of you!"
"Hey! Don't do that!"
Qin Mengyue, always known for her fiery temperament, was beyond negotiating at this point and was ready to leap off the bridge.
Xu Fan quickly grabbed her.
