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.,It came out of nowhere. He was so forceful, I started to feel numb. It felt like the world was spinning.,The living room has been swept clean by Meng Qiong, leaving only two black garbage bags piled up in the entryway.。