C215 Men's Style

Huo Lyichen was wiping the medicine for Yan Wan. His red lips were torn, and the more he looked at it, the more his heart ached.

In his heart, he was actually a bit regretful. He shouldn't have been so rude and irritable earlier.

His hand movements were exceptionally careful, bit by bit, afraid of hurting her.

The medicine was cold and a little stimulating