C2917 Isopycnotic

In a face so close to his face, raindrops were sliding down his cheeks, his eyelashes were trembling, and his heart was beating fast. Yang Ping was greedily sucking on Zhu Xi's peerless breath, but the image of a pearl appeared in his mind.

That girl who was willing to give up everything for him was still lying in bed, unconscious.

As for himself?

Yang Ping's heart trembled