It was exactly 12 o'clock

The next day was an early morning flight.

If they were separated for a few days, it would be hard to avoid having some problems during the night.

Before Jiang Shuxia could wake up, the man gently pulled out her arm and leaned over to kiss the woman's charming cheeks.

Her fair cheeks were pink and moist. Looking at her made one want to ruthlessly bully her.

The man suppressed the agitation in his heart and stood up.

His movements had become lighter. He got up and washed his face and rinsed his mouth.

But in the end, he still woke her up. Jiang Shuxia wore a wide nightgown and walked into the bathroom in a daze.

The small hand decisively wrapped around the man's waist, its small face rubbing against his back.

Lingxuyao's hand froze, he turned and looked at her, "Did I wake you up?"

She pursed her lips and nodded. Her small chin brushed against the man's arm, looking intimate and natural.