"Don't be afraid, miss. I'll take you to the hospital now." Hearing Shen Miaojun's request for help, Zhou Bowen immediately responded.

"That... Then ask this gentleman to carry me out..." Shen Miaojun is shy.

"Okay, that's offensive." Zhou Bowen responded "modestly" and then stooped down, hugged Shen Miaojun's leg, and then took her whole person out of the car.

the fragrance of a Chanel five perfume penetrates his nostrils and stimulates his nerves.

Holding a beautiful woman in his arms, Zhou Bowen feels energetic and seemingly incessant.

He put Shen Miaojun in the back of the Audi car and said softly, "Lay down in the back, miss. I'll take you...