Whether I Can Walk Out of Here Alive or Not, You Will Die Without a Burial Place!

Lin Wanwan gradually realized that something was amiss. She curled up in a corner, her cheeks stained with an intoxicating red.

"Qi Junze seemed to have injected me with… that kind of drug."

Tang Chen's dark eyes kept moving about on her body. His hoarse voice was full of forbearance. "I don't mind being your antidote."

"No!"

Lin Wanwan rejected him without thinking and looked alert.

"If you dare take advantage of my perilous state, I'll never forgive you in this lifetime!"

Tang Chen shrugged his shoulders and tried to restrain that burning flame of passion. "When you can't hold back anymore, I'm always here to help."

Lin Wanwan didn't say anything else and concentrated on resisting the effects of the drug.

She gritted her teeth and felt her rationale disappearing quickly. She bit the tip of her tongue fiercely and forced herself to stay awake.

However, within half a minute, she fell into the whirlpool of desire once again.