C299 Don't Pay Attention to Ji Heng

The moonlight is strong enough to fall outside the window, and it's already late in the night.

Zhao Chanqiu was sitting in a corner of the sofa. He was holding the edge of Zhao Qinghe's blanket. He stared at Zhao Qinghe. He carefully looked at Zhao Qinghe's facial features. The more he looked, the more he liked it. There was also a trace of surreal feeling hidden in the deepest part of his body