C1270 Hundred Refined Steel

In the morning, Zhang Ya stood in front of the room and sighed. With a sound, she turned around and saw Wang Xiaoman's appearance when she just came out of the room. There was still some tiredness on her face.

"Morning. " Zhang Ya greeted.

"Morning. " Wang Xiaoman replied and pointed to the room behind Zhang Ya and asked, "Youyou did not wake up?"

"She did not come back last night