Gu nanzhi's eyes narrowed and she reached out her hand.
Ning Qing closed her eyes and felt the weight on her shoulders lighten.
"Whose is it?" Gu nanzhi asked coldly, holding the black windbreaker in her hand.
Ning Qing looked at him and panicked, not knowing how to answer.
"I'm Yingying!"
"That guy with the surname Yan?"
Ning Qing was about to say no when Gu nanzhi weighed the clothes in her hands. at least he still knows how to care for you. she said.
“……”
He threw the clothes on the seat and dusted his hands, looking very disdainful.
Seeing that ning Qing was still standing there, he rolled his eyes at her. What are you looking at? get back to your bed.
Ning Qingzhen was really helpless and wanted to talk to him, but seeing that he was in a fit of anger and seemed to be ignoring her, she temporarily gave up.
Ning Qing's parents had rushed back and were relieved to see ning Qing there, but she had been lectured again.
