C19 Anxiety

While she was lost in her thoughts, Shu Xiaotong didn't know when Qi Zixiu had arrived in front of her.

Her warm hand gently touched her injured forehead, afraid that it would hurt her.

Shu Xiaotong slightly raised her head, two brows that were like distant mountains, a handsome nose, and slightly trembling lips. A handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes