C292 King of the Dead He's like a Fried Cat

Hearing Shen Wangchuan's words, Du Nanxi didn't know what to do. He could only stand stiffly at the side with his back facing Shen Wangchuan, feeling the warmth on his face.

Shen Wangchuan deliberately leaned close to Du Nanxi, "What, are you being shy?"

Then he chuckled and breathed cold air into his neck