"late?" Qing Wenting looks outside. The sun hasn't got up yet. Where can it be counted as the last night? Besides, ye Chu, who are you? I don't know? Usually, if you can sleep more, you can sleep more. I haven't seen you get up earlier than today for so long.

qingwenting wanted to say something more, but she saw two people coming out of the room. On the left is the woman just seen by Ye Chu. She is still blushing and blushing. Her eyes are too bright to touch Ye Chu's eyes. Her pretty face is red to drop. Her eyes are as mellow as wine. Her coquettish...