"Did you see any strangers upstairs this morning My room—someone seems to have gotten into my room!" Fu Xiaoyao's face was as white as paper. She shuddered uncontrollably, thinking about what happened in her dream.,The first time was at a wedding, the second time is now.,A man's low voice rose, tinged with the raspiness of just waking up. "Aunt Song, go out and buy some lip balm first."。