C26 Men Are All the Same

Le Shaochuan walked to Si Yan's side and held her hand tightly.

The tip of her nose was filled with the cold wooden fragrance of Le Shaochuan's body. Si Yan's heart, which was hanging in her chest, suddenly felt relieved.

Le Shaochuan had roughly understood the situation on the way here. While comforting Si Yan, he made some arrangements in an orderly manner