"My dear concubine, save me!"
He ran to Nangong Bing with tears and snot, deliberately putting on a pitiful expression.
Right now, he's afraid that Nangong Bing might misunderstand him. In such a situation, he needed to be as cunning as possible, or else he wouldn't even know how he died.
"Huahua... what are you doing?"
As Nangong Bing pushed open the door, she was dumbfounded, unable to understand what they were up to. Each one was dressed so provocatively, no! The word "provocative" couldn't even describe them; it was downright "revealing."
"If you had come any later, I fear my innocence could not have been preserved!" Lin Zifeng really wanted to rush into her arms and cry for a while.
"Forget it, forget it, I can't explain it all in a short time, so you handle it. I'm going out to find a place to cry for a bit." He rubbed his eyes, appearing pitiful, as he headed out of the room, looking as if he had really been mistreated.
