Ye Cheng hiked back to the hotel, about three o'clock in the morning, when people were asleep. Instead of going through the front door, he climbed up the wall and rolled into the room from the window of the presidential suite.

On the oversized bed, the positions of the two snow-white ketones remained unchanged. Ye Cheng squeezed between the two, hugging left and right, and sleeping in a sweet cage.

Sujingmei tossed and turned all night, and it was hard to wait until daylight, when she dressed herself and came to the presidential suite, she hesitated to knock on the door for half a day.

A few minutes later, the...