At night, the sky is dark, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the human voice is silent.
When Bennett Fu woke up from his deep sleep, he was a little confused. The simple blue curtains that came into view made him confused about where he was.
"This is the branch of the Demon Cult." A voice suddenly said next to him.
This was a very familiar voice, so Bennett Fu didn't feel it was unexpected. He just stood up slightly and looked to the side.
The handsome and handsome man was sitting by the bed, with several documents spread out beside him and one in his hand. He turned his head and looked at him, his obsidian eyes filled with unspeakable tenderness. , "Brother Huang, are you still sleepy?"
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