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As if that was not enough, somehow her chest just happened to press onto his face.

And Han Zhouli quickly seized this opportunity, burying his face deeper into her chest.

The blood rushed to Lu Man's face, and she pressed her two hands on the bed, wanting to get up.

But she just could not go against the strength Han Zhuoli used to hug her.

Not long after, her chest was already burning hot, before he finally let her go.

Reaching out his long hands reached out, he took her phone.

He then switched off the alarm and looked at the time, it was just 5.30 in the morning.

Han Zhuoli frowned. "You wake up so early?"

"Yes." Having finally got her freedom, Lu Man quickly sat up, but she was still uncomfortable, feeling very hot.

Her chest still seemed ablaze with his warmth.