C325 Temperature of Palm

Under Zuo Fengnan's insistence, Xia Zhixing endured the disgusting feeling and took two light sips of the soup. Her stomach felt the warmth of the soup and couldn't adapt. Her entire face was scrunched up into a frown.

"What's wrong? Are you not feeling well?" Zuo Fengnan had been paying attention to Xia Zhixing's movements. Seeing that there was something wrong with her