Qizi
It seemed like a dream but not a dream. Xie Xiaohan closed her eyes, and her mind was filled with bizarre images. She tried hard to recall, but she couldn't remember anything clearly. "It's Sunday, and I don't have to go to work. I worked overtime until 3 o'clock in the morning last night, and finally finished the translation. I'm exhausted. This damn biological clock is really annoying." Momo muttered in his heart. What's going on? Where is my quilt?
Wrong! Where am I?
Xie Xiaohan sat up with a start, opened his eyes, and found himself floating above an abandoned altar.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
