C442 Peng Mo's Death Was Bizarre

Peng Fucheng lowered his head and kissed Meng Faangyi's eyes. He wiped her tears away and said, "Good girl, stop crying. Aren't you back?"

Meng Faangyi held Peng Fucheng's hand and leaned on his arm. At this moment, Meng Faangyi was like a child.

"How is your injury? Nothing serious, right? " Meng Faangyi laid on Peng Fucheng's arm