C97 Don't Tell Me She's Suffering from Some Strange Disease

Ding Yumo lay weakly in Gu Zijun's arms. She was as gentle as a little lamb, but also as soft as a little snake. This made Gu Zijun deeply fascinated.

However, he did not dare to touch her again. He had to let her slowly adapt to this kind of life and rhythm.

After resting for a while and gradually recovering her strength, Ding Yumo finally got out of bed