She subconsciously looked around the room.

The wax on the table had not yet dried, and the furniture in the room glowed with a faint cold glow in the morning light. A lonely room.

Only herself. There is no shadow of Lou Qianyue.

She looked at the table again, and there was nothing on it, no bowl she had imagined.

Two...

Chapter 241 Habit is a terrible thing It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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