Pei Zhao woke up when the first ray of sunlight shone into the bedroom. He suddenly remembered last night, that night of obsession. Before his reason disappeared, he whispered two words "curtain", but when Ling Tong's kiss fell on his lips, he didn't know where the last bit of shame was left. Of course, no one closed the curtains. They were lingering in the faint moonlight, and their low moans were mixed with the sound of the waves. When he fell asleep, it was pitch black on the sea. He felt that the small building was floating alone on the sea like a small boat, and there were only two of them in the world.
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