Please Don’t

Rong Haiyue noticed that he became weaker and dizzier. However, he could not give up. This girl, this girl that looked extremely like Rong Xuan… Her features were delicate. Although she looked pale, she looked almost exactly the same as the young version of Rong Xuan.

"Song Yifan's daughter…" His eyes red, he smiled out of self-mockery. After resting for a while, he helped Su Qianci up and said with guilt, "sorry, I have to do this." He looked away and took her drenched down coat off.

She felt her coat was being taken off, but she could not fight it. Before her finger even touched the intruder, she lost her strength.

Don't touch me… Please…

Tears fell from her eyes, but she could not even struggle. Her sweater was taken off as well. Her heart trembled as if it had been stricken by a lightning bolt.