"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.,Counting it up, in these three years, I've only seen the other party twice.,A man's low voice rose, tinged with the raspiness of just waking up. "Aunt Song, go out and buy some lip balm first."。