C1119 Is a Sister

Wanying paced back and forth in the room, upset. In the end, she just sat cross-legged on the ground to breathe.

Fenng Luoxuan raised his head from his laptop, swept his long and narrow eyes across her, then lazily crossed his arms in front of his chest and leaned back in his chair, "Say it, what's the matter now?"

Whenever this woman was troubled, she would habitually sit on the floor