The morning sunshine sprinkled gently on JunYi's face. In a trance, he seemed to have returned to a few years ago.

　　At that time, she never dared to expect to be so close to him.

　　He gently held up her face and kissed her between her eyebrows.

　　"I'm going to work. Have some more sleep. I'll ask someone to bring breakfast here."

　　As soon as he stood up, he was grabbed by Roger.

　　Her little white hand was so smooth that it covered his throat again.

　　"Wait... Miss Nian..."

　　Even if she knew that the two of them were friends, such a thing was always disgraceful.

　　"I'm here with you."

　　...