Wang Qi sat beside Wang Zeyu, and when she saw him look better than before, she felt less nervous. "Are you better, Wang Zeyu? I'm strong now. Can I help you up?

Wang Zeyu smiled at Wang Qi and nodded reassuringly. "Good."

Wang Qi stood up, mustered all her strength and helped Wang Zeyu up a little. Now Wang Zeyu has no strength at all and dares not touch the wound. He can only press all the weight on Wang Qi.

Wang Zeyu is a standard figure, although not fat, but the height of one meter eight is still very heavy for Wang Qi of one meter sixty-four. Wang Qi's...