C100 He Thought about It in the Day and Had Dreams in the Night

Day and night, dreams.

"Today I only drew a bag of blood, bear with it for a bit!" A trace of love surged in Si Qichen's cold eyes.

Yan Xiruo could feel that his attitude was better than before from his tone.

He even comforted her when he drew blood. In the past, when Si Qichen drew blood, he would leave without saying a word.

Now, his expression was much gentler