Deliver Lunch

Meng Qingge woke up slowly at noon. The day before yesterday had been too tiring, causing her to feel sore all over.

Meng Qingge looked around and found that Ji Wanzhou, who carried her to bed last night, had already disappeared. It was as if Ji Wanzhou had never been seen in this room before.

Meng Qingge sighed deeply on the bed. Even if Ji Wanzhou wasn't here, she still had to live well. After all, the scenery here was so beautiful. She didn't have anything else to worry about, so she was naturally comfortable.

With this thought in mind, Meng Qingge laid down on the bed once again. She took out her phone and looked at the recent gossip in the entertainment circle before casually throwing it away.