"Oh no, wouldn't this fellow be truly dead from the fall" Yang Qingqing frowned, her willow brows furrowed. She leaned in by the youth's nostrils, probing for breath. There was no warmth at all.,Most of the people in the bar knew this guy. For a moment, there were ambulances, police calls, and a lot of noise.,"The fragrance is warm and inviting, as delicate as a orchid!" Qin Yi's nostrils twitched slightly, his lips seemed to carry a dreamlike breath.。