.Qin Heng worried that if this continued, he wouldn't be able to hold on."I'll wait for her to come out," he said.After half an hour of observation, Fu Yan was lying on the bed and being pushed out of...to celebrate with you.” Qin Heng unbuttoned his shirt, resting his hand on the armrest of the sofa. Years of holding a surgical knife had made his finger bones more prominent than those of ordinary p...