C285 Chu Yao's Dreaming

It was really just a simple nap, the tiredness in Zhao Feng's head hadn't completely dissipated before the first ray of sunlight shone on his face.

Zhao Feng wiped his face and got off the bed quietly, not waking Wei Ying up.

On the sofa on the first floor, Chu Xiuzhu was holding a red cigarette and puffing out smoke. Judging from the ashtray on the table, he had not slept for the whole night