C58 Manufacture of Cold Air

After finally swallowing the pill, Ruan Zhixia relaxed her body and thanked Guan Yan gratefully, "Thanks!"

"Eh …."

Guan Yan felt his scalp tingle as he looked at the cold air emitted by a certain man. He replied with cold sweat, "Miss Ruan is being too polite."

Si Muhan looked at the two of them coldly. His long and narrow eyes were filled with an unspeakable coldness.

If it wasn't for him