C183 Open Your Mouth

"I'm fine, just a little thirsty..."

As she spoke, Ning Xi wanted to flip over and sit up. A pair of large palms pressed down on her shoulders.

The warmth under Zhan Hanjue's palm passed through the thin medical gown to her shoulder. "Don't move. I'll pour it for you."

Ning Xi froze and did not dare to move. She was afraid that he would notice that her mood was not right.

"Okay