Yuanhexing

Jiang Yunhe sighed softly, took some effort to pull out of the man's arms, and pushed him again. Unexpectedly, the man was sleeping too deeply, and even after pushing several times, there was no response at all. Jiang Yunhe had no choice but to use some strength, raised his hand and slapped the man in the face. The man woke up slowly and asked with sleepy eyes: What time is it? This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.