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The night passed just like that.

Wang Feifan did not return all night.

Fan Yu guarded the empty room alone.

Meanwhile, at the hotel on the other side.

Shen Wuxiao happily held Yu Qiangwei in his arms.

At seven, Shen Wuxiao woke first.

He slightly turned his head to look at the beauty nestled in the crook of his arm.

A sweet smile lingered at the corners of her lips. Her face was serene, her eyes closed, her lashes long, her skin fair—she was truly beautiful.

Yu Qiangwei's beauty came from within.

It was exceptionally easy to become enchanted by her.

Unfortunately, she had been too fierce in the office yesterday and had not recovered so quickly.

So, once they arrived at the hotel last night, they bathed together and then lay in bed chatting.

At most, they only kissed. Nothing happened again.

As he watched her, Shen Wuxiao became somewhat entranced.

Yesterday's taste had been incomparably exquisite.

That Work Uniform look remained vivid in his mind.

Before long, Yu Qiangwei woke as well.

The moment she opened her eyes, she saw Shen Wuxiao quietly watching her.

Her face flushed slightly. She then gently hugged Shen Wuxiao and said, "Why did you wake up so early? Did you sleep well?"

"Of course!" Shen Wuxiao smiled. "How could I sleep badly while holding a beauty?"

"Sleep a little longer. It's still early."

Shen Wuxiao pulled her closer into his arms.

Yu Qiangwei's delicate body pressed against Shen Wuxiao, warm and soft.

Her beautiful face buried itself in his neck.

There was definitely no way they could fall asleep now.

Curled up in his arms, Yu Qiangwei chatted with him for a while longer.

It was not until eight that they got up together to wash up.

Although neither of them