C815 There was a fight

In the early morning, at the Linhai, birds were chirping and the fragrance of flowers.

At this moment, the thing that woke Ye Qian up from his sleep was not his mobile phone's alarm nor was it his desire to go to class; rather, it was the sound of someone muttering outside his Sky City.

Ye Qian lazily leaned on the headboard of the bed.

In Ye Qian's embrace