C1114 Exchange Hostages(1)

Qiuxiang's face was delicate and delicate. The tears at the corners of her eyes had yet to be wiped away, as if she had cried not long ago. Her temples were somewhat messy. It was obvious that she had not taken care of them for a few days.

When she saw Ye Fei this time, although her voice carried a hint of sobbing, she could still be considered strong. Other than asking for help