A huge panic surged in without warning. Ye Xiuchen suddenly let go, and the thin back, just like that, quietly, floated in the water, motionless.

The next second, the person who fainted was already held in his arms by him, tightly, but gently put it on the shore.

Yu Luo's face was as pale as a piece of paper, his eyes were closed, and his black hair was scattered on her face, reflecting the blood-coloredness on her cheeks.

At this time, Yu Luo was like a puppet doll with a broken thread, lifeless.

Ye Xiuchen's face changed suddenly. He stared at the person under him with his eyes closed tightly. In his black eyes, there was a panic he had never felt before.

"Lolo?"

He called her name softly, but she didn't respond.

Ye Xiuchen's heart sank, as if a stone fell, heavy, almost making him feel like he was breathless.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and was in a daze that he had to spend his whole life to reach her breath.

An almost negligible airflow came. Ye Xiuchen's subordinates were stunned and rushed into his eyes ecstatically, and the heat was steaming.

He no longer hesitated, leaned down and held her face. The coldness of the tentacles made his heart tremble again. He carefully took her lips, pried open her teeth with his flexible tongue, bit her lips, and gave her a little bit of breath. His black eyes stared straight at her face, observing her every little thing without turning around.

No one knows how panic and nervous he felt at this moment, and how much self-control he had to use to endure every minute and every second before she came to life.

"Ahem—"

The person under her finally made a move. Ye Xiuchen let go of her lips, and her lips finally had a little blood color because of his sucking.

Yu Luo frowned, suddenly his body tilted, vomiting a lot of water from the pool, followed by violent coughing.

He looked at her with pain and vomiting, coughing, and his hands hanging on both sides of his body were tightly clasped together.

He almost killed her with his own hands!

After a long time, Yu Luo finally felt a little better. Her cough calmed down. She gasped heavily, her face turned red, and the corners of her eyes were coughing up tears.

"Lolo——"

He stretched out his hand and wanted to touch the person in pain in front of him, but after seeing him clearly, she shrank in horror and retreated.

Big hand, stiff in mid-air.

"Lolo——"

Ye Xiuchen stepped forward, but she kept shaking her head.

"Brother, what are you going to do?"

Yuluo's eyes were sour and full of fear. In the scene just now, she almost thought that she would die like this, but she didn't expect that her brother would treat her like this.

"Lolo, listen to me-"

"Brother, don't, don't come here!"

Yuluo exclaimed, holding the floor tiles with both hands, constantly shrinking back. The wide shirt on his body broke open because of what had happened before. At this moment, it moved and slid off his shoulders, revealing the snow-white skin inside.

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Chapter completed!