JiMingshao woke up first. Looking at the sleeping woman beside him, he smiled.

　　He was afraid of waking up her, so he carefully turned his body so that he could see her face clearly.

　　Sylvia was still sleeping quietly. Her eyelashes were like butterfly on her face, and her cheeks were a little red. She moved her body and went into JiMingshao's arms, without any trace of waking up.

　　JiMingshao's fingertips went around Sally's hair, which was as smooth as silk. With a playful mind, he picked up a small strand of hair and swept it across her face.

　　She felt itchy on her face, but she didn't stretch out...