Chicken Pox? Hereditary Illness?
Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
While Qin Yi packed up and was about to leave, Lin Qing and the others, who slept in the living room, were already awake. Their alcohol tolerance was excellent, and despite drinking so much, they were in great spirits after some sleep.
When Lin Qing saw Qin Yi, he immediately greeted her with his wide smile and flashing teeth, "Yiyi, good morning! Did you sleep well last night?"
Lin Bai, on the other hand, was warm and gentle, "Does your head still hurt?"
Qin Yi raised a brow, finding it strange that the group did not find the red dots on her body surprising. Her eyes landed on Yun Huan, who was seated on the sofa, and felt warmth in her heart.
It was him.
Qin Yi's eyes became gentler as she smiled, "Not too bad. Right, where's Chen Che."
Qin Yi moved her wrists as a blaze ignited deep in her phoenix eyes, seemingly enough to burn people alive.