C267 Fever

Early the next morning, Lu Yiran woke up under the biological clock in his body.

His palm touched a piece of warm skin. When he opened his eyes, he saw a piece of delicate and white neck. Under the contrast of the ink black hair color, it was even more pure white, making people have an impulse to move their fingers.

Very quickly, Lu Yiran took action. He tightened his arms and approached