The girl on the bed was dumbfounded. She never thought that Zhou Yu would actually leave. What did he mean by that.
What was he going to do with her dance dress?
“Tribe leader, where are you going?”
The girl originally thought that she would be doted on tonight, but now her beautiful dream had completely fallen through.
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Xuan Yingluo was lying in her small shabby house. She couldn’t fall asleep no matter how hard she tried. She was thinking about how she could go back.
Now that Zhou Yu had left her in this camp, although she had used brother Wang to get some medicine, her every move was monitored by Zhou Yu.
He wouldn’t let her go.
How could she send the news to the capital?
Xuan Yingluo’s mind was in a mess. At this moment, with a bang, the door of the shabby house was kicked open.
This kick was too heavy. The door of the shabby house was on the verge of collapsing. A layer of dust had fallen, and it was almost broken.
