"I thought you didn't believe I could cure your leg?" Qin Zhixin returns to God and is very happy to hear Xuanyuan Han's words.

"silly child"

"cough" a fake cough, to divert the attention from the bottom of my heart.

"what's the matter? Is it cold? "

"I'm fine. I know whether you are cold or not. How can you wear this? How can you take care of yourself? Although it's spring now, it's still very cold." Looking at the cold and white Qin Zhixin, xuanjiahan said heartily.

"I'm not cold." Qin Zhixin is very embarrassed, but his face is ruddy.

"come on, zhier, come up and keep warm so...