C969 Change of Playing Style

At night, Qiao Qingning was lying on the bed. Her mind was filled with Lu Xinian telling her that he was nervous.

It was sweet, and it warmed her heart.

Taking out her phone, Qiao Qingning could not help but want to send another message to Lu Xinian. But just as she picked it up, another message came in.

"Did you receive the flowers? You are not in good health