Chu Mucheng wrapped his left arm around her waist, holding her like that and greedily drawing the faint fragrance from her body.
It was raining, the umbrella had already been tossed aside, and the flow of cars on the road continued, but at this moment, Chu Mucheng felt as if the world before him didn't even feel cold, he only wished this moment could last a little longer...
He just wanted to hold her like this, to feel the warmth of her body!
"Xiaoyu, don't move, just let me hold you for a while..."
Chu Mucheng said, closing his eyes.
But An Xiaoyu's heart was already extremely tense.
"Chu Mucheng, get up now, go to the hospital!"
"No!"
At this moment, Chu Mucheng acted like a willful child.
"I just want to hold you like this, just for a little while!"
"..."
*
At this time, the driver Cheng Xiaoyang standing not far away was somewhat stunned.
