C12 Feng Guangrong Her Best Friend

Yi Yueyang felt much better after eating the millet porridge.

But this night, she did not sleep well at all.

She had nightmares again and again, and her consciousness was filled with the overlapping faces of Lu Jin and Ou Zihe.

When she woke up, Yi Yueyang only felt dizzy. Maybe it was because she did not sleep well, but she only ate a little breakfast.

The maid did not dare to say anything