C470 Kinship Warmth

Soon, the last bowl of chicken soup was served. Jian Ruoyu asked Nangong Ao to serve another bowl, but Helian Zitong refused. After being silent for many days, her voice became hoarse. To others, it was filled with an unrelenting grief. "Thank you, Ruoyu."

"Quickly, don't say it like that. Sister Zitong, you have to treat your wounds properly. Hurry and get better." Jian Ruoyu held her hand