C1111 The Heavenly Fuxi Bone

Zhao Zizhai's eyes were filled with pain. He lowered his head and asked, "Ye Qingru, why did you save me? Isn't letting me run my own course better than wasting my energy on me?"

It was good that he could speak.

No matter what the content was.

Ye Qingru got up and went over to hug his thin and cold body.

In silence, her fingers slowly caressed his hair