By the time Bo Xiao and An Rao finished tossing and turning and he had coaxed An Rao to sleep, it was almost midnight.
Bo Xiao had slept on the plane and was now very energetic. After lying with An Rao for a while, he wanted to go out and get a glass of water.
He entered the living room and picked up the kettle when he acutely sensed a figure on the balcony.
Bo Xiao was instantly on guard. He narrowed his eyes and observed for a moment, then put down his guard. He picked up a glass of water and drank as he walked out.
"It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?" Bo Xiao tidied his clothes and walked to the balcony.
"Mr. Bo, you're not asleep yet?" An Lin turned around.
It was an eighteen-year-old pure young lady. She was not wearing any makeup, and the ponytail that she had tied up high in the day was lowered. Her black hair fell on her shoulders, revealing a section of her fair collarbone.
