The next morning, Chu Jianxin slept until nine o'clock.
The result of the hangover was that his head hurt so much that it almost exploded. He rubbed his temples hard, then opened his eyes and looked around.
In front of her was a honey-colored chest, firm and strong. Er, it was obviously a man's chest. Then why was she leaning on this man's arms? Her face was directly pressed against his chest?
Chu Jianxin was stunned for a long time and rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
When I opened my eyes again, a gentle voice came from above my head: "Are you awake?"
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