"No... will..."
Driven by a strong desire to live, Qing Yi could only put aside her pride and force out two words.
"Good, you said it!"
After speaking, Qin Yu directly carried Qing Yi and walked towards the inside of the villa.
He pushed open a guest room, went in, and locked the door behind him. Then he placed Qing Yi on the bed and with a ripping sound, he tore open her collar a bit.
"You..."
Qing Yi was both angry and anxious, and with the loss of too much blood, she nearly blacked out.
This beast, even in such circumstances, could harbor such wicked thoughts towards her; he was truly despicable.
However, the next second, she changed her mind.
After Qin Yu tore open her collar, he did not make any other moves but extended his thumb to a pressure point between her collarbone and neck, gently pressing it.
As Qin Yu pressed, Qing Yi could feel the bleeding at her neck wound lessening.
And the dizzy feeling also vanished.
"What is this... you're doing..."