C311 A Gift from the Future!

"Bang!"

Situ Lan slammed the bedroom door shut, channeling her inexplicably heightened fury into the wooden panel.

"It's not easy to become cuter, yet you still have such a temper," Lin Fann muttered, clicking his tongue in disapproval.

The recent ordeal with the bizarre, yellow-haired youth had effectively chased away any remnants of sleepiness from Lin Fann. Glancing at the clock