| classification:Science fiction |
| author:<milk dipped in s |
| state:in the series |
| update:(2025-12-24 22:16:29) |
Shen Fengxi seemed to have lost his energy after drinking, with half-closed eyelids and arms crossed, leaning against the sofa. He let out a slow, sluggish white mist from his mouth for a while, not sure what state he was in, but he just hung on, his mood was low.,Every week, the air is hot and sticky. The two of them are together.,Without getting a response, Shen Fengxi remained in that posture for half an hour. After a while, he finally spoke, "What time is it now"。