He usually had a habit of sleeping in; after all, he was the only one living at home, and no one cared what he did.
But just as he was sleeping soundly, suddenly, a burst of music started playing…
At a time like this, no matter how elegant or pleasant the music was, to him it was all noise.
"Aaahhh…" After a hysterical scream, Zhan Lan slammed his fist heavily on the bed, then got off with red eyes and messy hair.
In the other room, Ji Nian had no idea that danger was approaching.
It wasn't until the door was kicked open that she suddenly froze.
"You're awake?" Ji Nian turned her head, glanced at him, but didn't stop what she was doing.
She seemed to be dancing.
Playing music and dancing—this kind of leisurely mood really was something.
"Do you not know there's also a me living in this apartment?!" Zhan Lan strode over to her phone that was playing music and turned it off. "You're seriously affecting my sleep. Get the hell out right now!"
