C707 It Was as If He Had Lost His Memory

After washing up, Xia Ling lazily went downstairs.

Downstairs, Lan Mei was sitting on the sofa weaving.

Seeing her come down, he smiled at her, "Lingling, you got up a little late today. Are you not used to sleeping in separate beds with Yuntine?"

Xia Ling glanced at her and lazily tidied her hair, ignoring her.

Lan Mei's smile paused, and the strangeness in her heart increased again