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At the break of dawn.
Mo Qiansu woke up once and wanted to move, but was completely unable to.
Not only were her bones aching as if they had been disassembled, but her waist was also firmly constrained by a strong arm, making her stick to Gu Xuanye's robust chest like an octopus.
She lifted her eyelids and glanced at the man beneath her.
At some point, he had changed into clean pajamas, and even the buttons on the neckline were fastened tightly as if he were afraid she would strip off his clothes and molested him.
He truly was a man with peculiar deviant preferences!
Having not returned all night, the Little Demon King at home must be going insane...
Suddenly, a hoarse voice came from above her head.
"Let go of me. Can I go home, please!"
Gu Xuanye's brows furrowed, and he slowly opened his bloodshot eyes, "Either continue sleeping or forget about going home!"