C250 Return

Click.

Just like a few days ago, he pushed open the door to his brother's room and habitually swept his gaze across the room. Although Yan Jia's room wasn't small, it still looked like it could be seen at a glance.

It was the same bookshelf, the same bed as before, the same person lying on the bed as before...

Yan Wenqi habitually closed the door. Sigh, as expected