"Xiaodi, you don't need to care about black wood. He's like that. He's always croaking about trifles."

"Don't worry, I'm all right."

Chinan's voice is soft and soothing. His voice is as warm as ever. How could

be okay?

He's paralyzed.

Is that okay?

Mu Chudi heard Chinan's words to appease her, and the cup just came in showed Chinan's mood very well.

Paralysis, but what kind of concept.

If you change a normal person, you will not be able to bear it, let alone Chinan, a noble son.

His world should be smooth, but it's rough since I met her.

But now he comes to comfort her with such...