C250 Don't Blame Me for Killing Them All

Tang Weiwei laid on Yi Tian Chen's bed and looked at the ceiling, "Tian Chen, I'm so tired. When are you coming back?"

He didn't eat at night, and the moment he sat down, he was toasted one after another. Just now, he vomited until the sky went dark, and his stomach was empty.

Tang Weiwei buried her head under the messy blanket, but the scent of Yi Tian Chen still lingered inside