Overnight, some people dreamed sweet as honey, while others suffered immensely.
The next day, the morning sunlight gently streamed into the peaceful bedroom, where Xiao Hei and Old Jin, two silly pets, lazily opened their eyes.
Stretching and yawning, the two scornfully glanced at Gu Yelin who lay on the bed gazing affectionately at An Yiqing, mentally cursing him for being secretly passionate!
However, even though they thought this way, Xiao Hei and Old Jin still tacitly left the room through the balcony, leaving the warmth and quietness to the two closely embraced people on the bed.
By seven in the morning, An Yiqing slowly opened her eyes from deep sleep.
"Um..."
Lazily stretching out her little hand, she rubbed her blurry eyes, and a tender moan escaped her small lips.
"Ah Lin, morning..."
