C91 A Desolation Within Reach

Fu Xiaoqian placed the noodles on the low cabinet and lit the lamp. Liao Zhenbo was already lying on the bed, occupying a corner of the bed as he faced the wall, his long body covered by a thin blanket.

"Get up and eat some noodles." Fu Xiaoqian walked over to the bed. Seeing that there was no movement from him, she sat down on the bed again and leaned over to pat his room.

"I'm not hungry