C180 Let Me Go!

Ning Xi shrank her neck.

She was only concerned about him. Why was he staring at her?

Zhan Sijue elegantly pulled open his tie and put his jacket on the back of the chair. He rolled up his shirt to his elbow, revealing a small and firm wrist. He said in a deep voice, "Give me some medicine first. "

Wasn't it because of her that he had a cold?

If it wasn't for her