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In the darkness, Mo Zhixuan's lips curled up in satisfaction.

Only by embracing her so genuinely could Mo Zhixuan truly feel at ease.

The next day.

As dawn broke, Chu Jin woke up, or more precisely, hunger had awakened her.

The scent of steamed buns from downstairs drifted up, intensifying Chu Jin's hunger. She casually grabbed a pillow, stuffed it into his embrace in a move like a cicada sloughing its skin, and smoothly slid out of bed.

...

Luckily, she had prepared a buckled shirt for today. The collar just covered her collarbones, otherwise, she would have really been unable to face anyone.

When Chu Jin changed and came out, Mo Zhixuan was already up, sitting on the edge of the bed, leisurely buttoning up his shirt, an unusual trace of laziness on his stern features.

Even so, it did nothing to hide the aura of a superior that was inherent to him.

"Baby, you've worked hard," Mo Zhixuan said tenderly.