The Return of the Un

Yang Qingqing couldn't worry about anything else. She pressed on Qin Yi's human acupoint, covering his mouth with one hand and helping him breathe.,"You useless piece of trash, don't you dare die!" Yang Qingqing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and muttered under her breath.,In his past life, he was a pampered rich young master who lived a life of luxury and indulgence.。