C129 The Wedding Night

Qingjiu pulled Fu Chengqing back into the house and let go of him. She sat down on the chair and took out a small handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat off her forehead.

It had only been half a month and her body was already so weak?

Fu Chengqing quietly stood at the door with his head down. He looked at the tip of his shoe like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be forgiven