C596 Don't Want to Mention It Again

Her thin shoulders twitched, but she bit her lips to prevent herself from crying.

"Xiao Han." Nangong walked over and put his hand on her trembling shoulder.

She quickly dried her tears. "How is he?"

The addiction had not yet subsided. "I wonder how long he'll last. He might be able to arrive soon, and he might be able to last for a few days …" Nangong's deep eyes looked at her apologetically