Madelyn finished her meal and went back inside her room, and it didn't take long for the maid to bring up a glass of milk.
"The Great Young Lady, your milk!"
The maid came in with milk and shouted respectfully.
"Put it aside for now!"
Madelyn's stomach is not very good these days and it's still early and she doesn't want to drink milk yet.
The maid put the milk aside, glanced at Madelyn, turned around and walked out.
Madelyn sat inside the room was very bored, randomly picked up a book on the table, read for a while, always feel a bit of stomach rising feeling.
Reaching up and rubbing his stomach, he put down his book, picked up the milk on the table and took a gentle sip.
Looking at the milk in his hand, a terrible thought flashed through his mind, could …
Madelyn carefully recalls what happened at night during this time, it seems that every time she drank milk, she would have that kind of dream at night.
