The next morning.
Ling Bai slowly opened his eyes, but Ma Xiaotao was still asleep, plump and charming, like mountains.
Holding Ma Xiaotao's soft body gently, the pink eyes opened a gap and blurted:
"What time is it now?"
"It's still early."
Lingbai looks at the sky, and the morning light is getting light. The plan of the day is in the morning.
Ma Xiaotao patted the hands that were making trouble secretly, hummed softly, and said: "I'm sweating all over. I'll take a bath."
"Just the same."
"Then hurry up..."
An hour later, Lingbai God