The country of Yu has a five-day holiday, so Hazel Jiang doesn't have to go to court today.
Perhaps because he had a lot on his mind, Hazel Jiang woke up early in the morning.
Aurora Xi was still sleeping. She had her back to her last night, but now she was like a docile kitten, pressing her whole body against her, with her hands around her waist, as if she was treating Hazel Jiang as a human pillow.
The black hair spread out, forming a sharp contrast with the girl's snow-white skin. The rosy and soft lips were just a little bit away from Hazel Jiang's neck, and the warm breath sprayed on his skin, and Hazel Jiang couldn't help swallowing.
His eyes began to dart around, and inadvertently fell on Aurora Xi's half-exposed shoulders. The dress had slipped off without him noticing, and the collar was slightly open. From this angle, Hazel Jiang could just see the delicate collarbone, and below that was a deep ravine.
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