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.,"If you need it, I'll help you get it back." Meng Qiong only said that.,Meng Qiong single-handedly carried the two garbage bags, pushed open the door and walked out.。