Watching Ye Wei fall to the ground, Lu Tingchen suddenly had a gnawing feeling.
He subconsciously wanted to go up and hold her in the arms, but after all, he restrained the urge.
This woman was shameless and cunning. Who knows if she was pretending to go faint!
In this way, Lu Tingchen paced slowly to the front of Ye Wei, "stop pretending!"
Ye Wei was still motionless on the ground. Her lips were so white that he could hardly see the blood streak, but her little face was terribly red, as if there were a fire burning on her face.
The longer he looked at Ye Wei’s face, the more unspeakably irritable Lu Tingchen felt in the heart. He reached out his hand and wanted to lift Ye Wei from the ground, so that she could not continue to play dead.
He didn’t find that her body was terribly hot until he grabbed her wrist with his hand.
Just now, he had touched her body, but did not notice her abnormal body. He did not expect her to have a really bad fever.