C442 The Art of Changing Faces

As time slowly passed, Qingge awoke from her sleep to find the room bathed in bright daylight. Sunlight streamed in, casting a dreamy glow throughout the space. She stretched slightly, a soft murmur escaping her lips. Glancing around, she didn't see Rongjuan anywhere. But when her gaze landed on the desk, she noticed Rongjuan asleep, his head resting on his arms