C1253 Asthenia of Heart

Han Qichen indeed wanted to eat it, but when he saw Xue Hee wolfing down her food, he felt too embarrassed to stick out his chopsticks.

"About that, let me clean up the tableware." She moved her body and was about to stand up.

"You sit here and don't move." Han Qichen ordered in a cold voice. Compared to before, his cold voice carried a trace of arrogance that could not be resisted