Chapter 130: He's PoisonedAdele Young tugged at Qing Cheng's shirt in a panic. In an instant, the fear of having her breath cut off made her white and clean forehead tighten.
Because of the lack of oxygen nourishment, his body could not raise any strength.
Michael Wilson seemed to have felt it. He let go of Adele Young's chin, grabbed her slender waist, and wrapped his lips around hers wearily.
Adele Young's face was abnormally red, and her eyes were blurred by the steam. Her fingers, which were holding on to the shirt of Michael Wilson, were so tight that they turned white. Her thin and soft body was also shaking in his arms.
Don't get me wrong.
She didn't look like she was in a state of confusion. It was just a physiological reaction before she was about to die.
Before Adele Young'
