Quiet and elegant nestled in his arms, closed her eyes tightly, and that night, she was exhausted physically and mentally.

Waking up again, it was evening. She was lying in bed. She did not know when she had changed her pajamas and opened the quilt. She was just ready to get out of bed. Ye Beicheng pushed the door in.

"Wake up?" He came up to her and kissed her on the forehead with a spoiled kiss: "I've been sleeping so hard, I've been back and forth seven or eight times."

"What time is it now?"

"It's almost six o'clock. If you don't wake up, I'm going to wake you...