C1947 The Bloodthirsty Him His 93
The glass of water in the room was already empty. Fu Jiyao rubbed his head, then sat on the bed and took out his pants from the messy clothes on the floor.
He didn't even bother to look for a shirt. He walked out bare-chested and went to the kitchen to get some hot water.
The bedroom door was not closed. The cold wind that came in from the door made Liang Jingyi shiver.
He sighed
