C2243 Jiu Zun's Essay Sad Feng Jingyi(1)

After escaping back to the workshop in one breath, Feng Jingyi patted his chest and took a few deep breaths, but he was still unable to release the pressure on his heart from the huge boulder: What did he come here for? What f * cking torture! He was afraid that he would have to sit on pins and needles tonight.

Feng Jingyi slowly walked around the room a few times. In fact