Mi Xuan couldn't help but walked outside and knocked on the door, "Zi Su, how are you? Haven't you finished washing yet?"
There was still no sound in the room. Mi Xuan became anxious and knocked on the door hard, but the door was locked from the inside and could not be pushed open at all.
Suddenly, there was a sound of a door being slammed open behind me.
Song Zhen rushed in anxiously, "Where's Zi Su? What happened?"
Mi Xuan was at a loss and said, "I don't know either. Zi Su said she wanted to take a shower and she has been in for more than an hour, but there is no movement and the door cannot be opened. I am very worried..."
Before Mi Xuan could finish her words, Song Zhen raised the sword in his hand and split the door open.
“Shiso!!”
As soon as Song Zhen entered the room, he saw Meng Zisu lying in the cold bath water with her eyes closed and her face pale.
He was not wearing any clothes, but his skin was bruised and bloody, and some places were even bleeding.
This scene frightened Song Zhen to death.
He was clearly a cultivator in the Tribulation Crossing Stage, but when he walked over, his legs were weak and trembling.
After bumping into the tables and chairs next to him several times, Song Zhen came to Meng Zisu and picked up the frozen person from the cold water.
Mi Xuan was also anxious and about to cry, "It's all my fault, I should have come in earlier, I hope Zi Su will be okay!"
Song Zhen took a breath and said, "Go and ask Xi Yue to come over. Also, prepare some crystal stones for heating..."
"No need." Meng Zisu slowly opened her eyes at this time, looking at Song Zhen calmly and distantly, "Senior Song Zhen, thank you for saving me today, but please don't worry about my affairs in the future. You go back first!"
Song Zhen suddenly froze in place, staring at her blankly, unable to speak for a long time.
Mi Xuan was a little anxious and embarrassed. She wanted to persuade Meng Zisu, but she didn't know what to say.
Song Zhen took a deep breath and said slowly: "Zi Su, you should have seen my feelings for you, right? If there is anything I did wrong, please tell me and I can change it. But you must at least give me a chance so that I can be worthy of you!"
When Meng Zisu heard Song Zhen's last words, she sat up suddenly in excitement and said loudly: "Song Zhen, don't you understand? It's not that you are not worthy of me, it's that I am not worthy of you. You are the pride of the inner sect, the son of the Venerable Huiyue of the Shenyue Palace. What about me? I am just an insignificant woman from a small family. I lost my virginity three years ago, and now I was almost defiled by Ke Yanhuai."
"Even I think I'm dirty, and even I don't think highly of myself, why are you wasting your time on a woman like me... Ugh!!"
Before Meng Zisu could finish her words, Song Zhen suddenly reached out with an angry look on his face, hugged her in his arms, and kissed her fiercely.
Mi Xuan was embarrassed and blushed, but there was a smile in her eyes. She quietly pushed out and closed the door.
After kissing for a long time, Song Zhen finally let go of Meng Zisu. A hoarse voice filled with passion and anger came out of his mouth, "Zisu, I don't allow you to say that about yourself. In my eyes, you are the best."
"Have you forgotten? I told you three years ago that I would be responsible for you and I would never abandon you!"
Meng Zisu was originally immersed in that passionate kiss, but when she heard these words, she sat up straight and looked at the man in front of her in disbelief.
"You...what did you just say?" (To be continued)