C95 Not a Friend

"Sis, what are you talking to yourself about?" Mu Yichen's voice suddenly rang out from outside the door. It was hazy and a little hoarse.

Mu Qingqing froze for a second, before she mumbled a few more sentences. "Ahhh …"

"Why is that …"

This move was indeed effective. After listening to two sentences, Mu Yichen realized that Mu Qingqing was talking in her sleep