When Chu yanhuan woke up again.
Chen Qingyu had already disappeared.
The young girl forced herself to sit up and put a pillow behind her waist. Her red lips were in so much pain that they had turned white.
She realized that she had been cleaned up, but that didn't stop her from cursing.
F * ck, this damn Shen Qingyu!
Chu yanhuan cursed and swore in his heart, cursing all eighteen generations of his ancestors.
[ ding! ]
System 677 came online again and said in surprise, "[ ah, mosaic is gone! ] [ host, I can see you again. ]
[eh? [host, you've completed your strategy mission!]
The young girl sneered, " ha!
System 677 replied, [...] [host, are you angry?]
Chu yanhuan turned over and lay down, her fair hand supporting her chin, and said lazily, ""No, I'm just not happy."
The silly system replied, [ why? ]