The night was deep, and I was exhausted. Shen Zidan didn't make things difficult for me; instead, he offered me his own bed to sleep in.
I was too sleepy to keep my eyes open, so I didn't stand on ceremony with him. Half-asleep and half-awake, I could still hear him on the phone with someone. The conversation was fragmented, forming no coherent or meaningful phrases.
Early the next morning, Shen Zidan was bare-chested, his mouth moving up and down. I thought he was about to say something foul.
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