C312 Shenyang

Around 8 in the morning, before Shen Han had even woken up, I rapped on her door bravely.

Zhao Qingluan and Zhao Xiaosan had already retreated and went back to sleep, saying that they needed to rest.

But it seemed to me that they didn't think it was appropriate to stay here, that there was always the feeling of an electric light bulb, so they found a reason to retreat