Outside the window, the night shrouded the city, the lights were bright, and Yan Sheng was lying on his corpse playing with his mobile phone until Fu Zhan walked in.

Yan Sheng gave Fu Zhan a look, and with a casual sweep, she immediately sat up from the bed.

"Let's say it first, don't touch me tonight, I'm tired."

"After getting off the plane, I rushed to deal with a large number of relatives in your family, and my energy and physical strength are not comparable to yours."

Fu Zhan came out wearing only a bathrobe, head

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