The Canary that couldn't escape-Chapter 671 - 672 Her Will Is Very Strong 2

If she really couldn’t kick the habit, he would take Black Angel himself and bear the pain with her, slowly dying together.

Gu Yixuan stretched out his hand to caress her face, his eyes tender. Mo Ran had been tormented until she had hardly any strength left, she weakly leaned in his arms, drenched in sweat.

Her eyes remained closed, never opening, and her voice could hardly make any sound.

She felt so weak that even struggling seemed like a luxury, only able to breathe heavily, as if lacking oxygen.

Gu Yixuan knew she was going through withdrawal, and after enduring it a while longer, she would get through it.

"Ranran, can you hear my voice?" he asked softly.

"You have to be strong. Once you’re free of Black Angel, we’ll get married, okay? Wherever you want to go, we’ll go. I will always be with you, never to part."

Gu Yixuan’s eyes were gentle, the cold and ruthless him had never shown so much tenderness before.

"Do you remember the things you told me when I was having a Black Angel attack? If you could encourage me, you can encourage yourself too. I believe you can definitely get rid of Black Angel."

A gentle kiss fell on her forehead, then her face, her lips.

Gu Yixuan used his tongue to moisten her lips, licking away the blood on them.

Gently, Mo Ran moved a bit, feeling the wetness on her lips. She suddenly took hold of his tongue, sucking and nibbling non-stop.

She was so thirsty, she needed to drink water.

Gu Yixuan didn’t kiss her, but immediately let her go and called his grandma to bring up a cup of warm water.

Mo Yan, who had been anxiously waiting downstairs, snatched the water cup and brought it in.

Seeing her, Gu Yixuan did not express any surprise.

"How did Ranran end up like this?" Mo Yan covered her mouth in distress, tears swirling in her eyes.

In her heart, Mo Ran was either serene or spirited; she had never been so weak and disheveled.

Who had done this to her...

Gu Yixuan casually took the cup, took a sip, and transferred the water to her mouth.

Warm water flowed into her throat, and Mo Ran swallowed reflexively, feeling much more comfortable.

There were nail scratches on Gu Yixuan’s face and neck, even blood oozing out. But he didn’t care at all about his own appearance and focused on feeding water to Mo Ran.

Watching this scene, Mo Yan felt envious; she had never realized that love could be so touching.