C18 A Painting That Had Been Changed

Sunrise.

Hang Yunruo stretched her arms wide and her perfect curves were exposed under the sunlight. She looked sleepy and her eyes were dark.

She had not slept well these few days. She had been running around the hospital and the art studio, and she had to deal with Moo Jingyang's roguish entanglement. It made her both physically and mentally tired.

There was a faint noise in the distance