Shen Huaishuang groaned, unable to speak from the agony. Sweat had soaked half of her pillow and a patch of the bedsheets.
Lu Zhengting scooped her up and headed straight for the door.
Curled in his arms, Shen Huaishuang weakly lifted her eyelids. She saw the man's rigid jaw and his prominent Adam’s apple. A sense of daze washed over her.
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