A Dream

Jianglan City was a seaside city. The air was clear and the temperature difference between morning and evening was large.

The late night in Jianglan City always carried a kind of coldness.

The Yuyuan Estate was brightly lit all year round. Because the area occupied by the Yuyuan Estate was huge, it looked like a sleepless city from a distance.

In the Yuyuan Estate, there were servants to ensure that the lights were not extinguished.

The reason was that Miss Anan was afraid of the dark.

Ever since Miss Anan was brought back to the Yuyuan Estate, this rule had been maintained.

At this moment, the room of Seventh Master was staged in an even more exciting scene than the bustling city.

Zong Zhengyu was half-lying on the bed, holding a glass of red wine in his hand. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he stared at the scene in front of him with an expression of enjoyment.

It was a young girl.