C90 He is ill

Jiang Ruoqing felt as if she was in a cave of ice, her entire body was covered in cold, and his gaze was like a knife, sharp to the point that she did not dare to look up.

His jaw was pinched, forcing her to raise her head. Their gazes met, and his eyes were filled with a deep, frightening unfamiliarity.

"Do you love him?"

he asked again, sucking in a breath of cold air