C97 A Storm Is Brewing(5)

Dusk fell from the west, the sun disappeared, and darkness returned.

Lin Qingrou sat on the sofa, curled up like a cat confronting the dark night.

Tonight was her last chance.

At this moment, Ye Qingming was in the bedroom. Later on, he would go take a bath, so she had to use this time to find the books that had been moved to the bookcase.

Sure enough, after a while