In the early morning, the cold wind whistled outside the window, but in the master bedroom of the hotel suite, the central air-conditioning operated quietly, and the indoor temperature was still comfortable and pleasant.
On the snow-white big bed, the goose down quilt is soft and fluffy. When you sleep on it, you feel like you are sinking into a warm snowdrift. Above the fireplace is a European-style clock, the pendulum swings regularly from side to side, and the hour hand is about to point to ten o'clock.
The bulging quilt on the bed moved, and soon a head popped out from it, with messy black hair.
The boy's skin was as delicate as a baby's, and his face was rosy from sleeping. He pulled down the quilt covering his eyes and opened his eyes dazedly.
Looking at the strange room, he slowly raised his eyelashes and lay in the warm quilt. He felt like his bones were going to be soft and he felt a little lazy for a moment.
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