Shen Mengxin put her hands on the bed and slowly sat up. The two could just rely on each other. Shen Mengxin reached out and held Jiang Xinran's trembling hands. He said softly, "don't be afraid, someone will come to save us."

Jiang Xinran feels the heat coming from her hands, her body is slightly stiff, but she doesn't break away. This kind of time has a person to be able to accompany, even if is the sentiment enemy, Jiang Xinran also feels very at ease.

Shen Mengxin doesn't know what Jiang Xinran thinks. Maybe he doesn't have the strength to get rid of her hand, or in this case,...