Ji Fanyin was a person who suffered from cold poison, but at the moment her forehead and palms were sweating.

Shui Qingchen didn't seem to see it, held her small hand frozen in front of him, and asked in a shallow whisper:

"Huh? Why do you sweat so much in your palms? ”

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