C112 The Prince Was a Devil

"You—"

Jing Yeli heard Hua Xiangxue's voice, raspy as if it had been torn apart, making him feel particularly uncomfortable. That kind of sound couldn't be easy on her throat.

His expression darkened with frustration. "How did you let yourself get into such a state?"

Hua Xiangxue's face showed a hint of grievance at his scolding, a faint blush coloring her cheeks