When the two of them woke up again, it was already half past five. Cen Jin sat up from Jiang Baizhou's embrace and nudged him, "It's half past five, get up quickly."
"Mm." Jiang Baizhou slowly opened his eyes, responding in a muffled voice, but showed no intention of releasing the arm he had around her waist.
Cen Jin waited for about ten seconds, seeing no response from him, she directly patted his hand away, got out of bed herself, walked to the bathroom, washed her face quickly, and returned to the dressing table to do her makeup.
After she finished her makeup, Jiang Baizhou, who was lying with his head propped on one hand against the pillow, finally moved, sitting up with his long legs touching the floor, he walked over to Cen Jin from behind, bent down and hugged her from behind, his cold lips pressing against her flawless, smooth face.
Cen Jin was stunned, looked up at him, "What's wrong?"
