Luo Ziling did not move.
At this moment, Ouyang Feifei was somewhat out of her senses.
When she wasn't with Luo Ziling, she repeatedly told herself not to be too casual and to maintain her dignity.
Because she knew something: things that come easily aren't cherished by men, nor are they considered precious.
That way, at least she wouldn't be looked down upon by Luo Ziling; he wouldn't think of her as flippant.
However, once she got in touch with Luo Ziling, the defenses in her heart crumbled.
Luo Ziling was like a poison that she had fallen into and couldn't extract herself from.
"Ouch," Luo Ziling cried out in pain, as Ouyang Feifei, in her forgetful engagement, accidentally pressed on his wound.
Ouyang Feifei was startled by Luo Ziling's sudden outcry and immediately opened her eyes.
He saw that the spot she was pressing was precisely where Luo Ziling was injured and couldn't help but be shocked.