When Xue Lingqiao returned home, the old god was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

Tian Jingzhi took a selfie with his mobile phone at the side, and approached Xue Lingqiao to take a group photo. Seeing that he was motionless , he didn't even bother to stare at her, and finally couldn't help asking strangely: "What's the matter with you? Xiaoyan made things difficult for you ?"

"yes."