C441 Chapter 441

Her face was a little pale, delicate brows drawn tight, arms wrapped around her knees, looking pitiful.

Feng Mingmo had meant to say something, but in the end he only took off his cloak and draped it over her. She didn’t open her eyes—just murmured a quiet, “Thank you.”

Feng Mingmo gently took her hand. His palm was dry and warm, and the anxious knot in her chest loosened, just a little