C29 You're Smoking?
Ling Siting saw Gu Anqian's forehead was bandaged. There were small wounds on her pale face that had been cut by glass. Although she had been treated simply, those wounds still looked frightening.
Some of the wounds were close to her eyes. If there were any more deviations, Gu Anqian's eyes would not be able to keep them.
Ling Siting clenched his fists and temporarily forgot about the message