C145 The Last Person I Want to See

Lo Yingshui had a habit of sleeping early. After ten o'clock, she went to bed. When she returned to the country, she always felt at ease and quickly fell asleep.

Was she dreaming?

In her dream, she saw Nangong Hanye. His eyes were filled with deep affection. He held her small hand in his palm and kissed her continuously. He spoke softly, expressing his love