C135 Morning Run

The next morning, Huo Niannian stretched lazily. Her warm cheeks rubbed against the comfortable pillow.

Suddenly, she thought of something.

The next moment, she sat up and the air conditioner on her body slid down to her waist. Huo Niannian blinked and suddenly looked at the expensive quartz clock on the wall. Fortunately, it was only 7: 30. . .

She thought she was going to be late