After Li Yun finished washing her face, she raised her head.

There is still nothing unusual in the mirror.

She wiped her face, turned and walked out of the bathroom.

The figure in the mirror still stays there.

She even stretched out her hand, as if lying on the mirror, the corners of her mouth raised and smiled, her eyes hooked, and she looked obliquely in the direction of the door.

Li Yun entered her room.

She felt very tired, her body was tired.

"Sick and Weak Beauty Becomes a God in a Horror Game" 188: [Gold Sales] I'm a ghost I'm hitting my hand, please wait a moment,

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