C87 Someone's coming

Just as he moved, He Ying's arms that were embracing his body tightened.

Looking at He Ying, she closed her eyes tightly, her breathing was steady, and she was still unconscious.

Zhang Wei was unable to endure the fire and gently struggled to get out of his bed.

He Ying hugged her even more tightly.

No, Zhang Wei told himself. Trying to struggle free from He Ying's grasp