Before eating, the fire that was suppressed with difficulty reignited.
Jiang Siyan lovingly caressed Jiang Jiu's back, moving down step by step.
Jiang Jiu's breathing was slightly rapid, yet she did not shy away.
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The next morning, Jiang Jiu indulged in a rare lazy sleep.
Last night, who knows who was trying to adapt to the time difference and suggested going to bed early, but they ended up staying awake almost all night.
Jiang Jiu opened her eyes and reached for her phone. It was already eleven in the morning local time.
Jiang Siyan was already up, and when Jiang Jiu tried to rise, her waist felt weak.
At this moment, the door opened, and Jiang Siyan, wearing a robe, walked in, carrying two cups of coffee in his hands.
He handed one cup to Jiang Jiu, took out a remote, and the curtains on both sides slowly rose, revealing the view outside.
Sunlight fell on the snow, making even the snow seem to emit light.
