"It's still early."
Someone lightly kissed the back of her neck, their warm breath brushing against it. Rong Zhi's body stiffened, and she coughed lightly, "Bai Su..."
Her voice wasn't as cold as usual; instead, it was dreadfully hoarse.
However.
The man behind her tightened his grip on her waist, chuckling softly, "Little Zhi, what are you scared of? Hmm?"
... Scared you'll misbehave.
Rong Zhi pursed her lips but didn't speak.
Her silence only attracted deeper, resonant laughter from the man behind her.
Before being turned over, Rong Zhi was thinking about adding a few more locks to the door in the future, making sure this pesky man couldn't get in again!
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It was only at noon that Jiang Gujun saw the pair finally up and about.
He was holding two freshly brewed cups of green tea, handing one to Song Lichen.
