The night passed without a word, and gradually the dawn broke.
Perhaps because he felt somewhat uncomfortable sleeping facedown while half-asleep, Wang Dong simply crawled onto the bed and hung onto Huo Yuhao just like a koala.
Meanwhile, Huo Yuhao felt as though he was about to suffocate. One of his hands was pressed firmly against Wang Dong's forehead, carving out a narrow pocket of air for himself to breathe.
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