At six o'clock, the alarm clock went off on time.
Chu Nanxi, furrowing her brows, climbed up from the pillow and instinctively reached out to feel around the bedside.
Her hand searched, but instead of finding her phone, she knocked over a water bottle on the table.
The bottle tipped over on the table, making a muffled sound.
She suddenly awoke, remembering where she was and quickly felt her clothes—her hoodie and jeans were still neatly on, and Chu Nanxi let out a sigh of relief.
Turning on the bedside lamp, she fished out her phone from her bag to turn off the alarm and noticed Li Hannian on the couch, causing her gaze to pause.
The man's tall frame was curled up on the small sofa, looking somewhat constrained.
It was still slightly chilly on this early spring morning, yet he was only covered with a thin suit jacket.
Last night, she had fallen asleep unwittingly.
If he really wanted to do something, he definitely had the chance.
