C125 Fever

"Wait until tomorrow? She'll be drenched by then."

"What do we do now?"

"Bro, bro, come quickly..." Xiaoqi was on the verge of tears, desperately struggling to break free. But no matter how hard she tried, it was useless.

Xiaoshu held a branch over his head as the rain poured down, soaking his clothes until they clung to his back. "Xiaoqi, hang in there. It'll be better by morning