Wen Zhixia feared he might fall, so she took his entire weight. Despite his outward strength, this man always showed a childish side when facing her.,"Let me go first. I'll make you some hangover soup, or you'll have a headache again tomorrow." she said softly.,He seemed not to hear, holding her tightly as if to embed her bones. "Wen Zhixia, you're mine."。
