C77 I am yours

After watching this farce, Song Qinghuan laughed out loud. Her voice was lazy, like a kitten that had just woken up, causing Xu Ningzhou's heart to itch.

After Xu Ningzhou closed the door to the ward, he directly walked towards Song Qinghuan's bed. At this time, Xu Ningzhou had a forceful air about him, and Song Qinghuan wanted to anxiously retreat under his dangerous gaze