C2347 Mysteries of the Night

At six in the morning, the group stretched lazily and mouthed a silent "Good morning."

Hai Ziyu quietly got off the bed and leaned on Si Wenbing's sleeping face. No matter how she looked at it, she liked it. Suddenly, she wanted to kiss him.

Grasping her messy hair, she held her breath and moved it downwards. There was only a few millimeters of distance between the two of them