Hanzi slowly took back her right hand from Sulei's chest, collected the blood crystals and gently helped her pull up her clothes.

At this point, sweat was sweating all over his forehead and face.

Was it because it consumed a lot of breath or because it was too nervous? Xiaoya naturally has no mind to explore these issues. When he stood up, he took the soft towel that he had already prepared for in his hand and went over. He gently wiped his face and said sadly, "Are you tired? Is it difficult to do it?"

Hanzi let her play tricks, closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Her...