C248 Abusing Slag

He did not turn on the light. He stood by the bed and looked at the small figure on the bed that looked like a white pig. After a long time, he squatted down and touched his forehead. He covered his forehead with the blanket and took out his phone. He took a picture and sent it to Tang Xiaoyan through WeChat.

Even Fu Yunqian could hear Tang Xiaoyan's soft voice