ched out and touched her forehead, it wasn't so hot anymore, and she seemed to be getting better.The room was a little dim, but it couldn't hide the paleness of her face. He wasn't made of iron either...e the highest praise.Only those who know me well, call me Xiao Gua!“That’s mine!” she said with a smug tilt of her chin and a flick of her nose, accepting it without any manners.Looking at Rong Ling,...