C152 A Familiar Figure

In the female bathroom, Lu Zhihuan turned on the tap with lingering fear. The water rushed into her hands and the bone-piercing coldness made her frown slightly.

She had clearly made up her mind not to think about him anymore, but why was she still so unsettled when she saw Nian Yingyao.

Lu Zhihuan quickly retracted her hand and took a clean tissue to wipe her hands carefully