C198 Hold Her Tight

One minute passed, two minutes passed.

Faang Mulin lay on the bed, unable to sleep. Xiao Qi's words, which were so cold, echoed in her mind again and again.

Forget it, it was better to take some thick clothes to cover him, so that he would not really freeze over.

Faang Mulin suddenly got up from the bed and walked to the wardrobe to find some clothes