Lu Ran was already in poor shape, and nearly passed out after being flung by Chuzheng.
Only after doing so did Chuzheng realize that Good Person Card should not be treated that way.
She hurried forward to help him back up.
Lu Ran leaned against Chuzheng, breathing shallowly and his complexion ashen, his entire weight pressing on her.
The smell of blood was gradually replaced by a slightly familiar, faint fragrance.
Lu Ran inexplicably relaxed.
"You... why did you come here?" Lu Ran managed to lift his eyelids with some effort, his voice hoarse.
Chuzheng's face was expressionless, "I told you not to run."
Don't listen to me.
This is what you get!
Good Person Card should be locked up for safety!
Lu Ran: "..."
"Can you walk?" Chuzheng asked him.
Leaning on her shoulder, when Lu Ran spoke, his breath hit Chuzheng's neck, "What do you think?"
Chuzheng, feeling slightly uncomfortable, shifted back and tried to let go of him.
"..."