The subordinate picked up Yan Zhi and walked outside, with Lu Xiaoyou following behind.
"Master, your body has become so strange."
The white hamster on Lu Xiaoyou's shoulder sniffed her ear; she indeed showed symptoms of fever.
Normally she wasn't chilled, nor did she overstay up, and Lu Xiaoyou has always had a strong constitution, so why suddenly a fever?
"Maybe I'm just too tired." Today, she was exhausted to the point of collapse.
Sneaking into the laboratory, a few gory battles, facing so many dangers, these were nothing to Lu Xiaoyou.
She just felt a kind of unprecedented exhaustion.
"Miemie, to develop feelings with someone and then experience a farewell, is indeed such a painful and tiring thing."
Lu Xiaoyou used to have no friends at all; she had always been solitary from childhood to adulthood. She was a lone star, and no one truly wanted to befriend her.
Many pursued her, but they were all mesmerized by her beauty.
