C400 Prison

Qian Duojing followed Xue Zhengqing to the bedroom. When he saw that the door was closed, he sat in front of him, as if he was organizing his words to say something to her, but he did not speak for a long time.

Qian Duojing waited patiently, waiting for him to think of something that he could tell her.

"I really don't know about this matter