"Xue'er sister!"
Zhou Yu's face changed, and with quick reflexes, he immediately caught Song Xue.
At the same time, his hand had already seized Song Xue's wrist.
After checking, Zhou Yu immediately sighed in relief.
He shook his head and sighed.
"Ah, she really has it tough."
Zhou Yu carried Song Xue to the penthouse suite and then laid her on the bed.
Song Xue had fainted suddenly due to excessive stress, and just now, her forced smile had further weakened her already frail body, causing her to lose consciousness.
Once Zhou Yu had settled her down, he took out his acupuncture needles.
After hesitating for a moment, he slowly reached out and began to remove her clothes.
In an instant, her round, fair skin caused his blood pressure to surge...
...
Elsewhere.
After Ye Mengyun arrived at the room she had booked,
For some reason, she threw her bag and clothes onto the ground in anger.
She also threw herself onto the couch.
Then, she took out her phone and dialed a number.