C50 Cleaning

The next day, Jin Beilin washed his face and rinsed his mouth as usual. Before getting off the bed, he pinched off all of Qiao's alarm clocks.

Although he didn't know what she did, he could tell that she hadn't had a good rest in the past two days.

Sighing lightly, Jin Beilin placed a kiss on An Ran's sleeping face, as long as she waited obediently for his return. He didn't blame her