C68 I Picked up the Ready-made Woman

In the room, Yin Xiaoxiao tiredly threw herself onto the bed and did not move. Her black and white eyes stared at the snow white ceiling and did not move at all. Only the sound of breathing could be heard in the room.

She did not know what she was thinking and did not even know if she was thinking or not. She was just stunned.

Jing Liyuan...

These three words kept circling around her lips