C330 Is Mine

"Have mercy on the cold!" Si Jingchen's eyes lit up and he hurriedly stepped forward. His gaze fell on the body of Ruan Xihan, who had just woken up, and his face was filled with worry.

"Xian Han, do you feel uncomfortable anywhere? "How do you feel?" The moment Si Jingchen opened his mouth, he asked one question after another. From his tone, anyone could hear the worry in his voice