"Brother Kun!"

As soon as Xing Xiang woke up, he looked around for Mingkun's figure.

"Not there? Am I dreaming? ”

She felt that Mingkun had come last night, and slept with herself in her arms, and whispered sweetly in her ear, just like returning to the time when the two first met, only each other in each other's eyes, no travel agency, and no artworks that could not see the light.

"How did I get from the bathroom back to bed?"

Glancing at the slippery body under the quilt, Xing Xiang was a little broken.

She took her phone from the bedside table and found a few more missed calls from Mingkun, so she immediately dialed back.

"Hello? Xiangxiang, my aunt, you ......

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