The night will not slack off because of this intimacy, and the two people will be entangled until they have no strength.

By the time it was dark, Ling Luo'er was already awake, and to be honest, she had a nightmare, a nightmare about herself and Ye Xizhe. Thinking of this, she lost her former quietness, sat up gently, took a shower, sat on the sofa and skipped one channel after another with the remote control.

After this incident, Ling Luo'er didn't believe in herself anymore, she didn't even believe that she could do anything, the contradiction in her heart slowly escalated, and she was about to swallow herself.

On the sofa, Ling Luo'er curled up slightly, physically and mentally exhausted.