Early the next morning, still fast asleep, Su Yizhou felt someone drawing circles on his face with a finger. He woke up in a daze, checked the time—only eight in the morning—and wanted to go right back to sleep.
The sensation of the finger on his face disappeared, replaced by a trace of dampness.
Naturally, he couldn't let this person "run wild" on his face any longer. He pulled her right into his arms to lie down. Xiaoxi's silk pajamas, which she had put on after everything was over last night, were haphazardly buttoned.
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