If it wasn't for Zhou Xiangxue's mind, which was still relatively clear at this time, he might have lain directly in Zhao Tiezhu's arms.
At this moment, Zhou Xiangxue desperately wanted Zhao Tiezhu to quench the thirst in her heart, but the last remnant of her rationality told her she couldn't do that.
"Stop, Zhao Tiezhu, let me go, I can do it myself, don't touch me!"
As she spoke, Zhou Xiangxue struggled to get up, trying to stand from Zhao Tiezhu's embrace.
Though her eyes were blurry, her tone was very firm.
This trick might fool others, but it was definitely not enough for Zhao Tiezhu. How could he not understand that Zhou Xiangxue was now at the end of her rope?
Just a gentle push from him would become the last straw that broke the camel's back.
With this in mind, Zhao Tiezhu put on a look of righteousness and said, "What are you talking about, Mrs. Zhou?"
"If you're not feeling well, don't move around. The more you move, the worse you'll feel!"