Her words seemed comforting, and Tang Ye himself also felt somewhat relaxed. Looking at her face, he reached out and pulled her into an embrace.
"Just make sure to stay safe."
"I'm fine, don't worry about me. You take care of yourself too." She let Tang Ye hold her, her tone gentle, making Tang Ye feel like he was wrapped in velvet.
Tang Ye didn't say anything more, and Ning Yu'er couldn't see his expression. Only he knew that he was looking out the window, listening to the constant blaring of alarms. He felt it; her delicate, boneless hand caressed his waist...
Yet he remained unmoved by her fragrance.
And as she reached for something behind him, he still remained unmoved.
Soon, the needle pierced the skin on his back, stabbing fiercely into his flesh, injecting something rapidly into his body!
At this moment, Tang Ye released her, and under her gaze, he quietly pulled out the syringe embedded in himself.
"What is this?"
