Time passed quietly, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room honestly poured in the night outside, and the neon lights outside were so brilliant that it was interesting to look down from the upper floors.

Xu Xincha lay on the sofa for a while, and the sound of Lu He cooking dinner in the kitchen was in his ears. He sniffed, captured the taste of egg fried rice very accurately, and his stomach screamed at the right time, Xu Xincha remembered that he had been in a coma for three days and had not eaten, except for waking up at six o'clock to find something to fill his stomach, and now he was basically so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back.

He got up from the couch, not knowing if he stepped on something or something, and his leg went limp and almost fell. Xu Xincha gritted his teeth in the dark, grabbed a few clothes from the ground and moved them to the bathroom.

"Time Institute" Chapter 38 She's Dead Hitting her hand, please wait a moment,

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