The alarm clock rang, and Ye Wan arduously pulled away the arm pressing on her waist and sat up.
She glanced at Lu Changchuan, who had turned on the light and sat up, and couldn't help but complain, "From now on, when I'm working, you're not allowed to visit!"
It was already midnight when the recording ended, and she chatted with the director for a while. After returning to the hotel and tossing around, she felt like she had just closed her eyes and had to get up.
Too tragic.
Lu Changchuan turned a deaf ear, as if he didn't hear her, and directly picked up his phone to send a message, then pushed Ye Wan into the bathroom.
After washing up, Rong Qian's breakfast delivery also arrived.
Steaming hot.
A delightful aroma.
With one glance, all were Magic City's famous delicious breakfasts.
Compared to the hotel restaurant's buffet breakfast, it was clearly not at the same level at all.
