C74 Short Memory?

Ye Fanwei woke up in the big bed, in the room she used to live in.

It was already noon. She sat up with a sore back. It was already noon.

One by one, they had gone to kindergarten, and Mu Ting Chen was no longer in the room.

She took her clothes from the headboard and put them on, touching the tip of her nose. It smelled like the man last night