C190 Xue Xingchun from the Xue Family

The sweat on Jia Ping's forehead was enough to fill a bowl. Looking at Lin Xiao's threatening gaze, he tightly pursed his lips.

At this moment, a strong wind blew outside. The window of the ward was not closed. A gust of demonic wind blew in, making Jia Ping feel cold on his back. Only then did he realize that his back was already covered in sweat.

"Let go of me first