C2286 The Secret of Yin Qingxue

Yin Qingxue's delicate oval face was getting paler and paler. It was so pale that it was scary.

Her head was dizzy. If she did not hug Meng Ran's arm, she was afraid that she would not be able to stand stably.

Meng Ran, who was not surprised when he saw the ancestors of Xie Family, suddenly became nervous at this moment. He held Yin Qingxue's delicate waist with one hand