C256 sense of crisis

From under the curtain, the bed trembled a few times. A slender white finger extended out and smiled.

"Shuang Er, prepare some hot water. Our master is about to wake up." Hua Yu glanced at the disheveled Song Yunqian. Of course she knew who the terracotta soldier was.

Hearing her master's orders, Shuang Er looked at the curtains shyly and obediently went out