C194 The Back of His Hand

"He said he's not sick, but he's not sick?" Xia Tong said agitatedly, "Qin Mujue, can you not be so meddlesome?"

He walked slowly towards her, and his eyes fell on her face without blinking. Xia Tong felt uncomfortable under his gaze and wanted to stand up. But he pulled her wrist from the side. He exerted a little strength, and Xia Tong suddenly lost her balance