C653 Not Even a Son Can Do It

Zhan Sijue stared at her for two seconds, then he took something out of his pocket and put it around her neck.

The ice-cold necklace stuck to his skin, with a jade pendant shaped like a heart embedded in the middle.

Ning Xi reached out her hand to touch it, and the temperature rose.

In the mirror opposite, her delicate neck was reflected, which complemented the necklace.

"This is for you