Chapter 81 Steven

"Go see your grandma first."

Sure enough, grandma was in his hands.

Queena Young did not feel relieved.

I don't know if it fell from one wolf den into another fire pit.

She couldn't figure out Steven Hawk...

The hands around her waist suddenly tightened, interrupting Queena Young's thoughts.

Nervous, she raised her head.

Steven Hawk didn't open his eyes, the dark circles under his eyes stood out against the cold white complexion, and even his voice was tired.

"Too thin." The man crawled over her abrupt spine with his big hands, and frowned in dissatisfaction, "Eat more in the future."

　　"……"

His tone was too taken for granted, as if they really would have a long, long future.

Queena Young waited for him to fall asleep and gently took his pulse.

Emptiness, disorder, weakness... She frowned slowly.