Lai Bao wanted to cry but no tears came; she couldn't move at all and could only let Mu Qian desperately suck her blood.
She didn't know how long it had been; Lai Bao felt her blood was about to be drained by him, her vision grew blurrier and blurrier, and she thought she was about to die, that's when Mu Qian finally showed mercy and let her go.
A wave of dizziness hit her, followed by a dull thud; Lai Bao felt her back make intimate contact with the snowy ground. "Damn it!"
The pitch blackness lasted for a dozen seconds before it gradually lightened.
She turned her face and glared fiercely at Mu Qian, only to see the man with his head bowed, all his clothes undone.
She saw the ferocious wound on his chest, like a bloody hole pierced by a sharp weapon, and he took her scarf that had fallen onto the snowy ground, wrapping it around the wound in circles.
Lai Bao scoffed, "You kind of villain have done too many evil deeds, that's why there are so many people wanting to kill you."
