C561 Past regrets

Next day

The sky was still fine.

Lin Chuyue turned her body on the bed and saw Feng Yan at her side.

"When did you return? "I'll drink it."

"Right."

As he lightly embraced Lin Chuyue, Feng Yan placed his forehead on Lin Chuyue's long hair, "I chatted with Di Wuhen all night last night."

"What did you get?"

Yawning, Lin Chuyue placed both of her hands on Feng Yan's waist