I called Shen Fengxi, not really expecting him to answer. But when he didn't pick up, my hopes died a little more completely.,The whole person leaned against the corner of the sofa with a blank expression. He bit on half a cigarette that was almost burned out, and beside him lay a child. The two seemed very close.,Shen Fengxi's breath was still tinged with the lingering taste of alcohol, his thin earlobes almost touching: "What's with that tone Jealous"。