บท 1823: Final Roar

Mu Qingxuan smiled when she heard Ling Xuyao's words, but her lowered eyes were so cold that they could freeze water over.

If Ling Xuyao really cared about her that much, why did he not immediately send her to the hospital after what happened to her? Why did he bring her to this small private room?

After Ling Xuyao prepared the lukewarm water, he tried to pour it into Mu Qingxuan's mouth. Mu Qingxuan pushed the water away and demanded to drink cold water instead.

"Qingxuan, you shouldn't drink cold water. You look like you've been drugged. Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Then, Ling Xuyao reached out to touch Mu Qingxuan's cheeks, earlobes, and neck...

She felt like she was being tortured to death. When Ling Xuyao's touch left her, her body felt empty. Meanwhile, whenever he touched her, waves of excitement erupted within her.

Mu Qingxuan's consciousness quickly dissipated under his touch.