C458 Purple mist mountain row(17)

The perspiration on his face was suddenly wiped away lightly, Murong Ling's eyelashes fluttered, he looked up and saw Li Cangmin, the muscles on his face were tense, his lips were bitten and bleeding, but he did not even make a sound, his eyes were filled with her reflection, as though she was the world he lived in.

His hand held onto the silk handkerchief that had appeared out of nowhere