C57 A Beauty Delivered to His Doorstep

As the dream faded away, Qu Lingjing could not catch hold of the man who had once been alive.

The voices in the real world became clearer and clearer. He could hear Ye Ya'er's mournful cries, Hua Luochen's rational persuasion, and also Yun Zhao's clumsy expression. With a deep voice, everyone's semantics pointed to the same meaning at the same time, which was: Yujin was back. Master