It was bright in the sky. Oliver Pei only heard a "swish" sound, and then the sound of the curtains being drawn woke him up completely from his sleep.
He turned over with some dissatisfaction: "Shen Zheng, if you disturb someone's sleep early in the morning, you will be beaten."
The young man's voice was still hoarse from the aftermath of love, and there were a few dark red K!ss marks on his collarbone where his collar was wide open. His whole person had a lazy "aftermath" aura.
"It's still early?" Shen Zheng walked to the bed and dug Oliver Pei out of the quilt. "It's already seven o'clock, little ancestor. If you don't get up, you'll be late."
Oliver Pei sat up with Shen Zheng's force, stretched his waist and said, "Seven o'clock?"
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