Nan zhiyue, last night our yingluo

The warm sunlight covered the bed with a layer of gold.

Shi qinglan lay in the man's arms, her long and fair legs resting on his body. Her arms were wrapped around his chest, and she would occasionally rub against him like a spoiled child.

"Oh ... What's the time ..." Her soft voice sounded.

As she asked, she hugged the man even tighter and pouted her red lips. should we get up? "

Bo Yucheng reached for his phone by the bed to look at the time.

He put down his phone and put his arm around the girl's waist. He coaxed her softly, " if you're tired, then sleep a little longer, okay? "

Hearing this, Shi qinglan's eyelashes fluttered slightly.

She lazily turned over and stretched her body. Her Lotus-like arms stretched out from under the blanket, revealing her round and white shoulders. Her delicate skin was white and pink.

"Get up." She said somewhat unwillingly.