"Help me back to the room first," he said.
His voice was low but quivered with a few threads of tremor, not suppressed, yet the thick panic that couldn't be masked drilled directly into Hua Hua's ears.
The two of them helped him back to the bedroom together.
Hua Hua swiftly walked back and locked the bedroom door from inside. When she turned around, her complexion was extremely poor. She approached her brother, on the verge of shouting, yet she restrained herself time and again, watching Chenxing bustling about.
He simply couldn't stand still, pacing back and forth in the bedroom.
"Shaocheng, how are you feeling now?" Chenxing was too anxious to pay attention to the handsome guy wandering around the room.
