C432 It Was Him He Didn't Take Good Care of Him

Su Mumu stood by the bed and looked at Xiong Miao. She wanted to reach out and hold her hand, but halfway through, she trembled and took it back.

At this moment, Xiong Miao was like a porcelain doll, as if she would break into pieces if she touched it.

She was afraid and afraid that touching her would hurt her.

This consciousness made Su Mumu even more worried