C886 A Little Flustered

Yu Se's voice was already hoarse.

She did not shout anymore. She just quietly leaned into Mo Jingyao's embrace and kept murmuring softly, "Ann will not die. She will not die."

Mo Jingyao stroked her back and comforted her.

But it was useless. As long as she could not find Yang Anan in a minute, Yu Se could not be at ease.

Seeing Yu Se's body trembling in his arms