"Ah?" Xiao Yuan resisted somewhat.
Yesterday, Su Chen had taken her hand in Xinfeng Tiandi, which made her a bit afraid.
She thought Su Chen wanted to take her hand again, a man and a woman not keeping a proper distance—especially since Xiao Yuan was extremely conservative.
"I am going to take your pulse!" Su Chen said again.
"Take my pulse?" Xiao Yuan's beautiful eyes widened slightly.
"Yes, take your pulse!"
"This…" Xiao Yuan hesitated for quite a few breaths, but in the end, she stretched out her fair, slender right hand.
Su Chen lowered his head, one hand gripping to steady her small hand, while the other was placed on her wrist.
He was very serious, quiet, feeling and listening…
Xiao Yuan was also quiet, even intentionally lowering her breaths.
"Could it really be the legendary Nine Cold Constitution?" Su Chen muttered to himself in his heart, finally confirming it.