Mu Xiaoxiao leaned forward and reached out, trying to turn the person's face around.
However, she accidentally pulled the blanket and saw the long hair scattered on the pillow.
It was a woman.
Not Yin Shaojie ...
Mu Xiaoxiao was stunned. She was a little dazed and didn't know what was going on.
She massaged her temples and recalled what had happened.
She remembered that everyone had boarded the plane.
Then, she fell asleep ...
She looked around the room. This was the yin residence.
So she had returned to China.
But why wasn't Yin Shaojie lying beside her?
Mu Xiaoxiao wanted to know the answer. She pushed the person beside her. &Quot; hey, wake up! &Quot;
Who are you?
"Oh, don't be so noisy ... I haven't slept enough ..."
It was a muffled voice, but mu Xiaoxiao could recognize it.
It was han qiqing's voice!