Chen Xiao shuddered.
Damn! She was absolutely scorching! Who could stand this?
"Lan'er, Lan'er, where are you... My head hurts so much. Help me back to my room so I can rest."
Chen Xiao, growing impatient, kicked Ling Zhenghao until he passed out, silencing him for good. He then scooped up Qin Lan and headed for one of the suites.
After an unknown amount of time had passed, Qin Lan took out a tissue, wiping the sweat from her body as she gasped for breath.
With a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, Chen Xiao glanced sideways at Qin Lan, whose gaze was deep and profound. "If you have something to say, you can tell me now."
Qin Lan met his gaze, her tone becoming serious. "Chen Xiao, I need your help."
"Go on," Chen Xiao said, exhaling a puff of white smoke.
