The next day, Sawyer Ji woke up to the sound of birds singing outside the window. As soon as he regained consciousness, he found that his back was warm, as if there was a natural heating blanket on it. The most amazing thing was that the blanket fit his side-lying posture seamlessly, from his neck to his knees.
Sawyer Ji arched his back, smacking his lips in pleasure, until he felt something hard pressing against his B*tt0cks, and then he suddenly opened his eyes as if awakened from a dream.
He wanted to sit up, but he couldn't move. He looked down and saw an arm tightly wrapped around his waist. The slender fingers were grasping his waist. It was obvious that he was not exerting any force, but the arm was tightly wrapped around his waist.
It's still so strong even though it's injured. I should have clamped this claw off last night!
"Hey!" Sawyer Ji turned his head back angrily, and Graham Qin's face was less than ten centimeters away from him. He pursed his lips, breathing evenly and slowly, his long eyelashes covering his eyes, and his sharp face lost its sharp edges.
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