"Jingle bell, wake up, wake up."
The sound of the cell phone alarm sounds a bit hazy, as if it is covered by something, and I don't know where it is hidden.
The sound lasted for about two or three minutes. Because Everett Gu was in a light sleep, he slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was the raised braid on someone's head. A black hair tie, as short as a little finger.
Miles Shao buried his face in his chest and gently put his hands around his waist - a very ambiguous gesture.
The quilt was kicked to the foot of the bed by Miles Shao and was likely to continue to slide down.
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