Wu Mengmeng walked to the bedside and gently covered Wu Wei's forehead with her hand, finding it was burning hot.
It seemed like he had a bit of a fever.
Wu Mengmeng naturally had cold hands and feet.
When she placed her hand on Wu Wei's forehead, he shuddered.
But this familiar feeling made him seem to wake up instantly.
Wu Wei turned his head and saw Wu Mengmeng.
For a moment, Wu Wei thought he was seeing things.
But when Wu Mengmeng's hand was about to withdraw.
Wu Wei suddenly grabbed Wu Mengmeng's hand and said, "Don't go, I beg you, don't go."
Wu Wei's words sounded like a child's whimper.
Usually, this six-foot-tall guy was always arrogant and domineering.
But at this moment, fragile like a stray cat on the roadside, making one feel incredibly heartbroken.
Wu Wei held onto Wu Mengmeng's hand tightly, and Wu Mengmeng only felt sharp wrist pain, as if it was about to be crushed.
But Wu Wei thought he was dreaming.
