I Will Be The Last

Qiao Sisi wanted to move her shoulders away.

But the moment she lowered her head, she gave up on this thought.

Rong Jinghui had already closed his eyes, and his long eyelashes were dark on his face.

When he was asleep, he was like a child…

Qiao Sisi thought.

She also understood Rong Jinghui's information and knew his personality and flaws.

To her knowledge, Rong Jinghui was a pure child.

Qiao Sisi didn't believe that people were born kind or evil.

To her, a newborn was just a piece of paper.

They didn't know what was good or bad.

After committing a heinous crime, he didn't feel pain or joy.

She heaved a long sigh.

Previously, she had always thought that a sociopath like Rong Jinghui had no feelings.

But tonight, when he held her waist, she then knew that he also had emotions, gratitude, and hesitation.

They arrived at Morning Dew Hotel.

Qiao Sisi woke Rong Jinghui up.