C911 The Ghost Fights the Old Fox

Qing Shaoyu looked at the smile on Tang Shuixin's face and wanted to reject her kindness. However, he felt that if he really spoke up and made a decision, there might be even more trouble.

"Shuixin, I'm fine. Maybe I sweated a bit when I carried you up." Qing Shaoyu randomly lied for a reason. He casually took a tissue from the tissue box beside him and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead