On the first day of National Day, the weather was perfect, and the climate was comfortable.
Li Jing got up especially early, planning to dress up a bit before heading to the high-speed train station to pick someone up.
After all, having been a wealthy person for some time, Li Jing had gradually developed a taste for image management and fashion.
However, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his soft quilt bulging high, as if it was hiding someone.
His expression changed slightly, and he immediately whipped it off, only to see Zhang Xinxin in loose pajamas, flashing a toothy grin, lying beside his legs.
Li Jing was startled and instinctively sat up: "What are you doing?"
"Brother Jing, don't be so nervous." Zhang Xinxin deliberately gave a teasing and alluring look, biting her red lips and whispered, "I just wanted it."
