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... day was Monday.
At 6:30 in the morning.
Zhang Jingdong suddenly felt his nose tickle in his sleep, sniffed heavily, and smelled a faint fragrance.
Then, without warning, he reached out and, sure enough, touched something soft.
"Humph... So you were already awake!"
Only then did Zhang Jingdong open his eyes, and what he saw was An Lu, both shy and annoyed.
Zhang Jingdong’s dream last night had been a bit risqué and, along with his abundant energy t ...
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