Fang Ai slowly sat up straight, rubbed her eyes, and raised a hand to touch the milk tea in front of her—it was warm!
Then she mechanically reached out, pulled the milk tea from the side into her arms, and hugged it.
She looked down at the table full of items, then glanced sideways at Yun Qingyue. It took her three or four tries before she stammered, "This… this is… I… you… just now… he… spit, spit, spit! Yun, Yun… you just now… he, he just now……"
Chapter 145