Bai Youwei had no idea what kind of trouble she might have caused for the game's supervisors.
She had had a good sleep and even received a morning kiss buff, so she felt increasingly energetic.
However, her mood was affected when she saw the hand in the dining room.
Seeing this severed hand reminded her of the missed reward.
The hand was lying on the chair.
Bai Youwei forbade it from landing yesterday, so it spent the entire night on the chair, tossing and turning like a bored hamster, picking off the plush layer of the chair cushion bit by bit.
There was a thin layer of dust on the floor under the chair.
Bai Youwei believed that if it were allowed to stay on the chair for a month, it could make a hole in not only the cushion but also the wooden chair itself.
"Nevermind," Bai Youwei sighed, she shouldn't have had any expectations for this kind of "wreckage", "Come down."
The hand slid down from the chair!
