Sunshine spreads into the room and spreads on the white sheets. The women on the bed are delicate and beautiful, with delicate and delicate features, delicate nose and cherry-blossom-like lips. They are coated with light brilliance, just like the spirits falling on the earth.

Long eyelashes shake slightly and open clear and bright eyes.

Looking at the white ceiling, Mu Chudi stayed blankly for a while until Xia Ran's shrill joy pierced her eardrum and her mind gradually became clear.

"Where am I?"

Mu Chudi remembers that she was still in the sea before coma.

Huo Miao's face appeared before his eyes, and Mu Chudi suddenly sat upright, nervously lifting...