Gao Neng couldn't feel any warmth.
He had lost all physical sensation, but he could still perceive that when Gao Xiaomeng hugged him, her entire body seemed to be completely relaxed.
It was a trust that came from deep within her heart.
When he was little, he had felt the same way in Xu Zilan's arms—completely relaxed, without a hint of guardedness.
Perhaps this was what they called a sense of security.
Gao Neng subconsciously placed a hand on Gao Xiaomeng's waist, then pulled her tighter into his embrace. Although he couldn't feel anything, at least it made him feel a little better.
Just then, Gao Xiaomeng lifted her head again.
"Brother, I lied to you!" Gao Xiaomeng's voice rang in Gao Neng's mind.
"Huh?" Gao Neng was taken aback.
"Actually, I was just going easy on you. With my true strength as the Xiaomeng Queen, you're no match for me at all!" Gao Xiaomeng continued.
"Heh, I almost believed you." Would Gao Neng believe her?
'Like hell I'd believe that!'
