Shen Fengxi was very heavy, most of his weight was on his upper body, his hands clasped at his waist.,Her heart was too tired to muster the energy to say anything more. Meng Qiong lowered her eyelids and softly replied, "Hmm.",Shen Fengxi's drunkeness had dissipated, and he finally let go. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt.。