C217 Just Thinking about It Makes My Legs Go Weak

Silence reigned in the room.

Upstairs in the second bedroom, only one wall light was turned on. The lighting was dim. Tang Beiyao walked a few steps inside and saw the person lying on the bed … He buried his head in the blanket and didn't move.

This was …

He was angry?

"Qiao Mu?" Tang Beiyao called her name softly. When he opened his mouth, he turned on the ceiling light in the room