After the music of love finished playing, the music in the Xie manor lingered. The installation of love dyed the pure white ground red.
Xie Jiuhan fell into a deep sleep. After venting, his expression returned to normal. The low and uniform breathing made Feng Qing feel safe. Feng Qing's lips curled up. The dose was enough to let him spend the entire day in deep sleep.
Feng Qing only managed to get off the bed after three consecutive tries. Her feet were trembling like sieves, and her entire body was aching. Her thin waist seemed to have been broken as she moved out with the help of the wall.
