C565 Actually I Have a Terminal Illness

"Cough. . . "

Feng Zhuo's reminder came from the other side of the curtain, as if he was warning Chen Yinyin to speak carefully.

Please, she knows her limits, okay? She didn't need him to remind her.

Even if there was no Feng Zhuo now, She, Chen Yinyin, wasn't the kind of person who would turn back and eat grass