Lin Chuan never expected that someone he regarded as a sister since childhood would now be lying beside him, with both of them having committed such reckless acts last night. Lin Chuan felt somewhat guilty thinking about it.
Zhou Rui was very beautiful, her face resembling a doll, crescent-shaped eyebrows, eyes bright as stars or moonlight, a delicate nose, shy cheeks, and petite cherry lips. Her flower-like face was delicately affectionate, her skin was as translucent as jade, and her graceful slender figure was akin to a tranquil, natural orchid.
Her lips were slightly curled, as if she had dreamt of her beloved prince charming. When she smiled, two shallow dimples appeared, making her extremely charming.
At this moment, Lin Chuan gently got up, and maybe it was because his movements startled this sleeping beauty.
Zhou Rui gently turned over.
Just as Lin Chuan was about to leave, Zhou Rui spoke up, "Lin Chuan, why didn't you call me?"
