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.,Meng Qiong lightly closed her eyes, pushing back against him: "Besides, Youyou is also getting out of school. I haven't seen him in a long time and miss him very much.",As Shen Fengxi was about to leave, his eyes suddenly caught sight of something on the coffee table. He casually asked, "What's that on the table"。