C190 Open Mouth

"I'm alright, I'm just a little thirsty …"

As she said this, Ning Xi wanted to flip over and sit up, but a pair of large palms pressed down on her shoulders.

The warmth from Zhan Sijue's palm was transmitted to her shoulder through her thin hospital gown. "Don't move, I'll pour it out for you."

Ning Xi froze and did not dare to move, afraid that he would sense that she was in a bad mood