4:59 PM.
Chen An glanced at Mo Nanjue. After standing up, he bent down and reached over to the other side of the man's pillow with one hand, trying to take the alarm clock from under it.
His movements were light, without making a sound, but the instant his fingertips touched the alarm clock, his wrist was suddenly gripped.
Chen An froze.
Mo Nanjue opened his eyes, "What are you doing?"
"..."
Chen An withdrew his hand, "Nothing, just saw a cockroach."
Mo Nanjue gave him a cold glare but said nothing more. His slender fingers pressed against his brow, "What time is it?"
Chen An sat on the edge of the bed, casually spouting nonsense, "Just after three."
Ring ring ring—
The alarm clock, set by the man for five, went off on time.
Chen An's face stiffened, damn!
Mo Nanjue reached out to turn off the alarm. The man threw off the covers and stood up, his bare upper body was extremely enticing, then walked to the wardrobe and dressed as if no one was around.
