C772 Unusual warmth
"En ? ?" He turned his head to the side and couldn't help but cry out once more. However, his eyes were still closed, as if he was in a deep slumber.
She sighed in disappointment. Then she sat up straight. Seeing that Zhao Muchen was still wearing his overcoat and leather shoes, how could he sleep like that?
She got up from the bed, carefully but infinitely gentle