In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight pierced through the window gap, Zhou Zhimo awakened...
She had a long and beautiful dream. Although she felt a little tired, she was extremely happy.
She originally thought she had died until she gently turned her head and saw the familiar yet unfamiliar face on the pillow beside her. Only then did she realize that everything last night was not a dream.
At this moment, her heart raced wildly, and her exquisite cheeks instantly turned as red as blood. She bashfully burrowed into the quilt.
Then she let out a sharp scream, and as if startled, she quickly leaped out of the quilt, picked up the bath towel that had fallen on the carpet, and hurried into the bathroom as if escaping.
"Cough, cough..."
Such a commotion startled Chen Tang awake. He was stunned for a moment and then awkwardly coughed lightly. Without delay, he quickly got up and went downstairs...
