The early morning sun shines through the curtain. Xia Ling opens her dim sleeping eyes and looks at Zhao Bin, who is sleeping beside her, with a happy smile on her face.

Yesterday, she was almost not killed by Zhao Bin. Zhao Bin was very meek at this moment. Last night, she seemed to be a manic beast. Now her legs are weak.

"bad guys!"

flicked Zhao Bin's nose. Before Zhao Bin woke up, she quickly put on her clothes and slipped out of the battlefield to prepare breakfast for the "beast" last night.

When Zhao Bin woke up, he touched his side and found that there was no one...