They stayed like that for a while before Bai Lingling's eyes grew more and more heavy. Slowly, she fell asleep.
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The next morning, inside a hotel room of the Xinjiu Bar.
From the 2nd to the 11th floor in the Xinjiu Bar, they were filled with hotel rooms for guests that might have gotten drunk or wanted to stay overnight and hang out with someone they met in the bar.
On the 11th floor, in a presidential suite, two people slept together on the large bed. All of the curtains were closed so no sunlight was able to enter the room.
Because of the lack of light, the two of them didn't wake up until it was noontime.
Ding! The phone started ringing for the third time in the morning, and it finally woke Zhang Bing up.
He removed one arm from the small body and reached for the phone on the nightstand.
"Hello?" Zhang Bing said.
