C199 The Edge of Death Was Probing Back and Forth

The whole room was carpeted, and so soft that walking on it felt like stepping on soft cotton.

Fu Xingchen threw the phone out. Naturally, the phone would not be broken.

However, just as Fu Xingchen threw the phone away, it rang.

When Fu Xingchen heard that someone had finally called him, he immediately stood up from the ground in excitement