Fu Xiaoyao suddenly woke up with a jolt, her eyes snapping open to the sight of the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling. Everything around her was elegantly furnished.,A man's low voice rose, tinged with the raspiness of just waking up. "Aunt Song, go out and buy some lip balm first.",Lu Hanchuan lowered his head to look at the little figure in front of him. Seeing his eyes flickering, he looked like he was about to run away, and his face suddenly darkened.。