C595 Fight to the Death
After a round of "morning exercise," Qingqing's delicate face turned soft. She did not have the strength to make breakfast. Zhou Hao, on the other hand, was in high spirits, so he booked the task.
With Yan Qingqing's current appearance, how could she still dare to go back to her room? She was afraid that Zhao Yuqin would find out something