C1912 Wealthy Marriage 1839

After a long moment, the drawer was opened and closed again.

"Why do you always like to sleep with your head covered? Aren't you bored?"

Seeing that he couldn't move his hands, his hands stopped pulling and instead sighed. He took out his phone and walked out of the room as he said in a low voice, "Chu Qing, it's me. My hands are fine, right? Where are they now?"

Hearing the door close