C130 Accompany Me in a Meeting

When Lu Yiran went out to smoke a few cigarettes, processed some documents, took a shower, and came back in, she was already sleeping with her head on her head.

The wall lamp in front of the bed was dim as it quietly shone on her extended arm.

He walked forward and combed her hair.

"Sleeping difference. " He pursed his lips and pulled her over with a scoff.

The next morning