C582 Mo Who Has Nothing to Do with It

Bitter, so bitter that she wanted to cry!

"The sweet soup in your hand doesn't hurt anymore, right? Drink it yourself."

Leaving her back to Leng Yu, Luo Xiaojing lowered her head and ran out of the ward. Leaning against the wall, she closed her eyes sadly.

His suffering was doubled. Even if he asked or didn't ask, he wouldn't be able to pass the test