C87 Mistaken Food

Qu Qingheng reached for a tissue placed on the counter and wiped the corner of his pale mouth. His face was still not very good because he stayed in the hospital for treatment all year round. His body was also much thinner than his peers. The thin hospital gown on his body made Qu Fengyan's heart ache.

"How could I possibly hide snacks, Big Sister. Besides, I only ate dinner just now