C542 A Backhand Slap

Chen Yinyin slept very hard.

She was always in a light sleep and seemed to have many strange dreams, one after another.

In the dream, Feng Zhuo's face appeared, getting closer and closer. . .

His voice seemed to be ringing in her ears. This dream was too real.

She waved her hand in frustration. Her eyes were still closed as she mumbled in a daze: "So annoying