C5636 Cold Moon

Qi Meng's eyes were bloodshot as she looked at Zhang Xingyun, then she looked at Han Yu, whose bed was covered in gauze. She suddenly wrinkled her nose and said, "This is all my fault, if it weren't for me, Yu'er wouldn't be like this, and Xiang Xiang wouldn't …" "Sob, sob …"

Qi Meng didn't say anything and started to cry.

Fragrance? Zhang Xingyun frowned