C875 Isopyretic

On the face that was just inches away from Yang Ping's, raindrops rolled down her cheeks, her eyelashes trembled, and her heart jumped. Yang Ping greedily sucked in the breath of Zhu Xi's beauty, and the image of a pearl appeared in her mind.

That girl who was willing to give up everything for him was still lying in bed, unconscious.

As for himself?

Yang Ping's heart trembled