When she woke up the next day, as soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the man's body. Her whole body was trapped, and she struggled to move her head before slowly climbing out of bed.
Seven-thirty.
It was already one of her latest mornings. Looking at him, half of his handsome profile buried in the pillow and blanket, she couldn't find it in herself to be mad.
Today seemed to be his day off. She, on the other hand, wasn't off!
Heading downstairs, Qiao Xiaren saw Yeqian leisurely eating breakfast, while Jojo sat beside him, tongue out, looking adorably silly.
When Jojo saw Qiao Xiaren coming downstairs, it immediately jumped off the chair and wagged its tail, circling around her.
"Why are you eating breakfast here?" Qiao Xiaren remembered Yeqian had been at the Qiao Family house last night, so how was he at Lishui Villa this morning?
