The next day, early morning.
The master bedroom covered with golden leaves was pitch dark and silent.
Only the pair of silhouettes on the large bed emitted consistent sounds of breathing.
Slowly, Lin Shiwei opened her eyes.
She seemed a bit bewildered, staring at the golden leaves on the ceiling, it took her a moment to realize where she was.
She sat up, rubbed her hair with one hand, rarely showing a lazy and alluring look.
It's a pity, no one was there to appreciate it.
She turned her head, looking at the soundly sleeping silhouette next to her, Lin Shiwei couldn't help but have a faint smile on her face.
His breathing is long and rhythmic, very soothing to the ear.
And the Hu Xiaoyan beside him...
No wonder people often say "Demonic Pets Follow the Master."
The little creature curled up and also had a sweet sleeping posture.
Such a warm scene made Lin Shiwei dazed.
After a while, she shook her head and smiled.
