The more calm and unchaotic the surface, the more turbulent the heart.

She propped her hands out of bed.

Covering the thin blanket on her body with both hands, she looked around, but she didn't find her clothes, remembering the absurdity of last night, Cheng Yansheng tore her clothes.

"Do you have any spare clothes?"

"What's wrong? ......

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