C66 Enemy Meeting?

The truth was that Xu Shaoyin had a good foresight. When she heard the call to enter the room, Yu Qing, who was still lively as if she had been injected with chicken blood, was now quietly lying on the ground. The thick embroidered dress she wore earlier had only been half taken off.

"Miss, what should we do? "What's wrong with Yu Qing?" With that, she called out Yu Qing's name. However