C307 Was It His Own

Her tightly knitted brows showed the discomfort in her body, making Leng Shaoheng's heart feel as if it was pricked by needles.

"Qingqing, do you want to drink some water?" Leng Shaoheng's voice was usually gentle a few times. Shen Qingqing could not help but look at him when she heard this voice.

Although she was surprised, she still shook her head and answered Leng Shaoheng's question