C753 He Was Poisoned

Lan Qingjia was breathing heavily, struggling to speak. "There's a small couch behind the screen."

Qin Huai looked at her, noticing the warmth in her eyes, feeling a fire inside him that was almost impossible to contain. He chuckled softly, a hint of playful mischief on his face. "So, you were prepared all along."

That small couch hadn't been there last time