But his palm was on her injured wrist, and even though a day had passed, he still frowned in pain.

Tan Xuyao's eyes were keen, and he quickly realized something, rolled up the sleeves of her thin shirt, and his eyes darkened, "Why is it hurt again?"

The tone seems to be flat, but there is a hint of worry hidden in it.

Song Hehuan wants to withdraw ......

"Mr. Tan, the motive is not pure" 029: I care about my opinion is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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