C573 Huo Lingye's Disease

Unknowingly, two days had passed.

Lin Yinuan slept very little, ate very little, and spoke as little as she did.

In front of her, Chu Muchen still looked like he was bathed in spring breeze. His eyes were filled with gentleness as usual.

However, when she turned around and stared blankly at a certain direction, his eyes were filled with a deep sense of worry.

Unlike Huo Lingye