Meng Qiong shook her phone and put it back in her pocket.,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.,There is less than half an hour left before Youyou's early education class.。