The anger that had boiled overnight on the Internet did not affect Xia Wanyuan at all.
Xia Wanyuan, who only used her phone as a contact tool, could not be bothered to read the news for no reason. Besides, she did not have time to read the news last night.
Although Xia Wanyuan was very tired, her regular biological clock still woke her up on time.
Xia Wanyuan opened her eyes. The weather outside was very good. The golden ginkgo leaves swirled towards the house, then hit the glass window and gently fell onto the balcony.
Xia Wanyuan turned over and took a deep breath.
"What's wrong?" Jun Shiling pulled her into his arms and placed his chin by her ear. His warm breath landed on her neck, causing goosebumps.
"My waist hurts." Xia Wanyuan snorted. After some thought, she kicked Jun Shiling again.
The breathing in her ear intensified, and Jun Shiling's chuckle entered Xia Wanyuan's ear. "Your health is too bad. I'm not full."
