C902 Bad News

Shen Lingjue clenched his teeth, trying his best to not look troubled, but his hands were squeezing Feng Ningyan's hands painfully.

"Yan Er," he squeezed out a few words from between his teeth, "accompany me ? "Change."

The boiling hot temperature of his palm made Feng Ningyan panic.

She knew that Shen Lingjue was not going to change clothes. From the looks of his symptoms