C1338 She Forced Herself into the Coffin

It was already the morning of the second day after Ann Rann finished painting a piece of work. Ann Rann stretched her arms to relax. Just as she was about to get up, she thought of Ruan Jingyun's matter. Ann Rann turned around to take a look. Sure enough, Ruan Jingyun was sleeping on a small bed at one side of the room.

Ann Rann subconsciously froze for a moment