Wu Xia's heart was incredibly complicated.
How could he possibly feel nothing, yet the thought of being intimate with Wang Zhiruo just once would bring her closer to the end of her life.
Wu Xia couldn't enjoy it, and instead, it made him feel even worse.
But now he had already entered.
If he did not fully absorb the energy, it would also be a bad thing for Wang Zhiruo.
Ultimately, Wu Xia could only cooperate with Wang Zhiruo with a complex heart.
This was also his first time making love, doing it without any desire, feeling terribly uncomfortable, yet having to force a smile and do it.
After enduring for over an hour, Wu Xia finally completed the task satisfactorily.
When he finished, he felt a sense of relief.
Wang Zhiruo was satisfied and did not cling to Wu Xia anymore, but just snuggled obediently in his arms.
"Xia, I always feel something odd about you."
Wu Xia's heart was troubled, "Zhiruo, there's something I want to talk to you about!"
