The elders are anxious, how can the person concerned be indifferent?

Rong Qingqi stood in the courtyard, looking forlornly at a tree of red plums not far away.

Tonglian took the fur coat from the back and came over, one side speeding up the pace to put it on him, one side angry, "My world son master! Your injuries are not even healed yet, and you're running outside, not to mention that you're not even wearing a fur coat, and now it's said that it's spring, but it's not that the ...