"Brother Yan, save me! It's so dark here, Brother Yan... Wuu wuu..." The woman on the bed was still crying out as if she had never stopped.
Feng Yan sighed lightly and waved his hand.
"You go out first, remember, no one should know about this, Grandpa is not in good shape."
"Third Young Master, rest assured." The maid lifted her eyes to glance at Feng Yan and then turned to leave.
Xia Chuxue had actually never fallen asleep. How could she miss such a perfect opportunity?
Upon hearing the door close, her voice rang out again.
"No! Don't come here! Don't tear my clothes off, don't!"
The woman lying on the bed kept struggling, appearing very afraid and in pain.
Feng Yan stepped forward and sat down beside the bed.
His hand had just reached out when the person on the bed felt something and immediately reached out to grab his palm.
"Brother Yan, save me! Save my life!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Xia Chuxue suddenly sat up, holding Feng Yan tightly.
