Ye clan.
The clear sunlight was blocked out by the curtains, and two figures could be vaguely seen on the bed. One was petite and curled up, and the other was a tall figure lying on his side with one hand supporting his head. They maintained this posture and kept staring at the petite person beside them.
Mo Xiaomeng was sleeping very soundly and didn't have any intention of waking up.
Ye sijue didn't sleep too late last night, so he woke up very early.
Then, he continued to admire the person beside him, as if he didn't get tired of looking at her.
Indeed, mo Xiaomeng was of mixed blood. Her facial features were exquisite and beautiful, and her skin was as good as a baby's, making people reluctant to look away.
The corners of ye sijue's lips twitched as he leaned forward to Peck her on the lips.
Mo Xiaomeng didn't react at all and slept soundly.