The other side.
After kissing Ni Chang, Qin Feng immediately ran towards Ning Tingxue.
At that moment, Ning Tingxue's face was pale, clearly at her limit, and her body was shaking as if she might collapse at any moment.
"Qin Feng, what's wrong with you?"
She was surprised to see Qin Feng suddenly coming over.
"It's nothing, I just wanted to... wanted to..."
He thought about it and couldn't say it out loud, so he acted just like before, stepped forward to cup her cheeks, and kissed her heavily.
Then.
He ran to the next place.
"..."
Ning Tingxue was dumbfounded, her expression a bit dazed.
Was it... she had died, and this was an illusion appearing before death?
No.
There was still a warm temperature on her face, it wasn't an illusion, it wasn't a dream, it was truly happening!
Realizing this.
A warm current surged up, Ning Tingxue's nose turned sour, and tears involuntarily fell.
