C578 Be a Good Good Wife

When she finally found her blanket downstairs, a bucket of water was poured down the stairs.

She was drenched in sweat.

The crowd was still filled with mocking laughter, as well as countless flashing lights, as if they were recording this moment.

She didn't know how to express her gratitude, so she could only walk into the dorm with the wet blanket in her arms and an expressionless face