"How did you lock the door?" Fang Mujin heard her nervous voice outside the door and asked anxiously.

"No, nothing!" When

opened the door, Fang Mojin came in with breakfast, and Sweet was awake.

"Is it uncomfortable? Why is your face so ugly?

Su Nuanwen touched his pale cheek and said with a slightly unnatural look, "No, it's all right! Maybe I didn't have a good rest last night.

"Take your breakfast while it's hot!"

"I... I have no appetite."

"Ah Jin, I was last night..."

Fang Mujin looked at her as if she wanted to stop talking and asked, "What happened last night?"

"Last night... No... Nothing. I dreamed...