Su Xianghui stood on the second floor of the inn and looked out. She felt that the sky, the moon, and the night scene were all new and interesting.
Lou Wenmao looked at su Xianghui, who was standing by the window, and his expression changed.
A gust of wind blew and Lou Wenmao felt as if su Xianghui would be blown away by the wind.
Lou Wenmao panicked. His actions were completely out of his control. He walked to su Xianghui's side and held her hand tightly.
Lou Wenmao's body was stiff and his face was pale. He held su Xianghui's hand very tightly.
Su Xianghui was looking at the night view of the streets happily when she suddenly felt her hand hurt. She turned to look at Lou Wenmao.
When she saw Wen Mao's anxious eyes, su Xianghui's heart started to beat faster."Wen Mao, what ... What's wrong?"
Seeing Lou Wenmao's anxious eyes, su Xianghui's heart ached.