Pan Tian couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed when he saw how worried she was. At this moment, Wang Youyan woke up from her trance and looked at him lovingly.
Pan Tian was touched when he saw her red and swollen eyes. He said, "Thank you, Miss Wang! Don't worry. I won't die. Even if I die, I'll die in your hands."
Wang Macao covered his mouth with her slender fingers and said, "Brother Tian, I don't want you to die. I don't want you to die. No one can let you die." Then, she put her head on his chest and cried again.
Seeing this, Pan Tian couldn't help but chuckle. "Look at you, you're crying again. If you keep crying, you're really not beautiful." Then he reached out to dry her skin, but because of the soreness and pain in his arm, he could not lift it up, so he had to give up.
