*
The comforting thing is, though this guest house looks old on the outside, the hygiene of the rooms inside is quite clean.
After Cen Dongsheng finished washing up, he sat back on the bed.
He lifted his eyes towards the window, where the glass in the center of the gap was tinted with a faint frost-like glow from the moonlight.
He was woken up halfway through his sleep by his sister, and now it was three in the morning, the darkest time before dawn. All around was silent, except for the bright moonlight.
He was supposed to lie back in bed and catch up on sleep, but with Little Sister Qingyan's proactive attitude, he was afraid there was no time for that.
"Brother!"
After washing up simply as well, Yi Qingyan took off her coat, wearing only a white shirt. She hadn't even changed into a bra or panties, revealing her two perfectly curved, flawless-skinned legs under the shirt as she leapt onto the bed, diving headfirst into Cen Dongsheng's arms.
