Song Yue didn't expect him to still be there, she couldn't help but feel surprised.
His pajamas hung loosely on his body, revealing a well-defined chest.
Before Song Yue had seen enough, Jun Mochan set aside his computer, and as he moved, his pajamas slipped down, revealing marks on his back.
Laughter immediately appeared in Song Yue's eyes, and she was about to wrap her arms around him.
"I have to go," Jun Mochan pushed her away, "the things I need."
"You haven't even gotten out of bed yet, and you're already disowning people? You were very passionate just now," Song Yue cooed teasingly.
Jun Mochan squinted, a cold light flashing in his eyes, "I've said, do not test my limits."
"Alright then," Song Yue got up, picked up the pajamas from the floor, then grabbed her purse and took out two pills, "Two pills, one in the morning and one in the evening."
"How long will they last?" Jun Mochan pinched the pills.
