C147 A Good Dream of the Same Bed

It was only when he heard the door being closed that Huangfu Yifeng let go of Lin Yilan's hand and walked to the bedside to sit down. He was probably smelt by the thick smell. He frowned and asked someone to change another sheet.

Lin Yilan, who had been left alone at the side all this while, still had lingering fear in her heart from Cai Yin's glare. Staying here was definitely not a wise choice