C111 Brush

All night long, Jiaang Yingying slept with tears in her eyes. She couldn't tell if it was in a dream or in a half-awake state. The entanglement with Lin Chengtian kept surfacing in her mind.

"Dong, dong, dong!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The sky was still gray when someone knocked on Jiaang Yingying's door.

"Dong, dong, dong..