Yan Qingruo was enduring the effects of the medicinal affliction, her entire body covered in a layer of fine sweat.
Her rather conservative clothes were already drenched with sweat, further accentuating her perfect body curves.
She bit her lip hard, clearly tormented by the drug's power.
When Chen Qianmo strode closer, he heard her murmuring his name in a muffled voice, "Qianmo... Qianmo, don't go, don't leave..."
Chen Qianmo's heart clenched painfully, understanding why Chu Haozhe had asked him to come up while Chu Haozhe himself had left.
In the current situation, even he found it hard to bear, let alone Chu Haozhe.
Chen Qianmo reached out and held Yan Qingruo in his arms.
Yan Qingruo hooked her arms around his neck, trying to kiss him.
Even in her dazed state, she seemed completely able to distinguish between him and other men.
When Chu Haozhe had held her and tried to kiss her just now, she had resisted.