Yuan Ying's skin was glowing with a crystal clear luster, as soft as a baby.

Suddenly, Yuan Ying's fingers moved, very weakly, but they did not escape Tang Zheng's attention.

Hey?

What's going on?

Tang Zheng was taken aback, staring directly at Yuan Ying, confirming that he was not dazzled, and Yuan Ying's fingers were indeed moving.

Yuan Ying seemed to sense him, raised his head, and stared at him with a full gaze.

Tang Zhengxin......