Mu Chudi felt sore all over. She opened her eyes slightly. She was dark before her eyes. She adapted quickly.

Open the lamp on the bedside table, but it's a strange decoration.

The room is very simple, with only a big bed, bedside cabinet and wardrobe, and there is not much trace of life.

Sitting up slowly, the quilt slides down, and Mu Chudi feels cold and cold.

That's when I realized that there was a vacuum under the quilt.

At this point, fragments are replayed in the mind.

Mu Chudi's face became more and more red.

Covering her face with both hands, she was so big that she had...