The next day, because Tangning had work at 8am, she woke up at 6:30am. She instructed Long Jie to make breakfast before she quietly took it into Mo Ting's suite.
As Mo Ting had rushed straight over to the photography studio after landing yesterday, he did not have time to organize his clothes and documents. At this moment, they were strewn across the sofa.
Tangning knew he was tired, so she gently tidied everything up neatly before placing the fragrant breakfast on the table outside his bedroom.
Finally, she walked barefoot over to Mo Ting's bed and sat on the edge before gently running her hand across his attractive face.
Mo Ting seemed to have already been awake a long time ago. As he felt her fingers climbing across his face, he grabbed her and placed his head on her thigh.
