C763 Comfort Anan

Jian Qingchu looked at the unconscious Fu Mo. For a moment, she felt a kind of trance in her heart. She felt that these things seemed to have no end.

"Why... Why did we encounter such a thing? When are these messy things going to end..."

"Fu Mo, Fu Mo, can you wake up quickly? Anan and I really need you."

Jian Qingchu couldn't help leaning her ears against Fu Mo's chest