C1227 For him the mad throb of his heart

Nangong Shaojue did not speak.

After a long while, Chechelle finally calmed down and the butler helped her up. She looked up and saw the fearsome Nangong Shaojue standing there, but there was not the slightest bit of resentment in her eyes. She smiled lightly, "Shaojue looks like you have recovered very well ? Cough cough cough ? You must be hungry by now