C95 Morning Wind

Early in August, in the most luxurious hotel building in Jianghai.

Xiao Yang stood in front of the window and stretched his body. He looked at the rising sun on the beach while exhaling hot air.

After a slight pause, Xiao Yang walked to the door of a bedroom and knocked lightly on the door.

After a while, the door opened. Su Yu'er, who looked a little tired, smiled at him