"Am I going to get sick? An Zixi, I don't care if I get sick or not." Tang Jin Chen's face was filled with rare nervousness and tenderness. He extended his hand and held An Zi Xi's shoulder. The moisture in his palm reached into his heart. Tang Jin Chen knew that if he continued to stand like this, An Zi Xi would definitely get sick.

"Follow me, you can't get wet again!" He could no longer allow this woman to hurt him so much in front of him.

She was his, and ...