Asher Lin's hands were suspended in the air, as if he had something to say.
There was only fear and confusion in his heart. Looking at her movements, Clara Qiu thought luckily that if he held her like this, she wouldn't leave.
Thinking of this, Clara Qiu slowly stretched out his hand.
She was afraid that the blood on her body would dirty Asher Lin's hands, so she rubbed the blood vigorously on her blue shirt until her fingertips turned red, and then she tremblingly touched Asher Lin's fingertips.
Although his body was getting colder, Lin Diamu seemed to feel a temperature on his hands that did not belong to him. Her eyelashes trembled a few times, and she wriggled her lips, imitating the knight's chic manner in her memory and said to several people: "Don't do these things."
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