C107 Sniper

Xiaoxiao patted her head and used the cold water to barely wake herself up. The door of her bathroom door had already run to the bedroom with light steps. She picked up her suitcase and ran back to the bathroom.

Xuanyuan Lia also used the cold water to wipe his face.

"Can you still hold on?" She locked the bathroom door and asked worriedly. It was so close. If Xuanyuan Lia had not woken up