C872 Chen Qingling Who Is Never Online

"Feiyu, I didn't expect Zheng Qiang and Yao Jia to be poisoned this time." Ling Mengyan was quietly leaning against Mo Feiyu's chest. At this moment, the two of them were sitting on top of the roof, quietly looking at the starry sky. It was so cozy.

"I'm not surprised that the two of them are together, it's just that I didn't expect Yao Jia to have such a special physique