C48

"Where's the medicine?"

Su Qingyue looked at the brush dust and didn't say anything.

"Former master, do you really not remember?"

The brush dust wiped the sweat off his forehead.

You don't even remember this?

This is bad, what if this woman doesn't even know how to break the contract?!

The brush dust seemed to have suddenly woken up from its stupor, as it pounded its head in distress