C141 Praying to the Lord's Room

Zhao Ziqi's desperate eyes suddenly flashed for a moment.

She propped up her tired body and sat up. A familiar fragrance drifted in the room.

"It's not Fong Hengyang. Right?" Qi Yuan asked.

Zhao Ziqi shook her head. "No. It will not happen again in the future."

It was impossible between them anymore.

"Let's eat something first and see if there is anything you like to eat