C136 Vacuolated

In that night, Feng Yimo spent most of his time driving and running. After showering, he directly got into bed.

Carefully holding her in his arms, his heart seemed to have calmed down in an instant. A wave of fatigue followed. Before he closed his eyes, he still lowered his head and kissed her hair as he muttered:

"Sorry —"

Not knowing if it was because he was hallucinating