Lou Wenmao's heart ached when he heard su Xianghui's words. How could he bear to put su Xianghui aside?
Su Xianghui looked at Lou Wenmao anxiously."Wenmao ..."
Before su Xianghui could say anything, countless arrows were shot at Lou Wenmao. As he had to hug and protect su Xianghui, Lou Wenmao couldn't use his full strength and the arrows grazed his arm. Lou Wenmao was injured but he only frowned. Su Xianghui didn't notice it.
He did not want su Xianghui to worry.
Su Xianghui was smart. How could she not see Lou Wenmao's injury?
Su Xianghui anxiously whispered into Lou Wenmao's ear,""Wenmao, listen to me. That way, you can protect me better. Put me down. If you don't get hurt, we'll both be in danger ..."
Su Xianghui looked at the wound on Lou Wenmao's arm. It was so painful that she almost cried.
So this was what it felt like to feel sorry for someone.