Less than ten minutes later, Zhou Chengze's phone lit up. Seeing a string of numbers sent over, Zhou Chengze squinted his eyes again.
With a slight movement of his fingers, he dialed the phone...
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In the early morning, the sun leaped from the sea, and the beautiful glass villa was instantly bathed in the glow of dawn. Tang Yanqi hazily opened her eyes; she was very tired last night, utterly exhausted. But it was precisely this exhaustion that allowed Tang Yanqi to sleep so well, feeling indescribably refreshed all over.
She moved a little and found that her arm was being held by someone, unable to move. Tang Yanqi frowned and turned her head to see, instantly waking up.
She saw Sheng Jianan sleeping peacefully on his side, with both hands hugging her arm, his head level with her shoulder, looking so...
Four words popped into Tang Yanqi's still not fully awake mind: "damsel in distress."
Even she was startled by her own thoughts, and a shiver ran through her body.
