C368 omen of abortion

When Shi Xingcan woke up, she was sitting on the bedside in a daze.

It was rare for her to see Qin Yanmo like this. Normally, even if he was sleeping, he wouldn't let his hair be scattered all over his forehead and cover his eyes.

"Yan Mo." Only then did she realize that her voice was extremely hoarse, as rough as sandpaper scraping across the ground