C138 You're Playing with Fire

Ji Qing's words were no different from a catalyst to Ji Xuan, who had a weak consciousness.

He seemed to really be dreaming. His eyes, which had become slightly clear due to the pain, gradually became cloudy again. His chest rose and fell violently. He looked at me as if he wanted to swallow me whole.

"Big Brother, I will follow your heart. " Ji Qing softly advised from outside