C181 Autophagous Fruit

The dining halls and rooms of Xing Zhou had a lot of changes, but the presidential suite at the top floor did not have much changes to it, and the events from a few months ago were still fresh in his mind. When he walked in again, Pang Xia felt a little inexplicably sigh in his heart.

Lee Jingxing said: "The clothes are in the closet, go take a bath or …