The next morning, Zhou Chao got up early and sat on the balcony of his room, looking out at the beautiful scenery of West Lake not far away. He could feel the gentle breeze brushing his face, and the air carried a hint of moisture, making him feel refreshed.
A pair of delicate hands wrapped around Zhou Chao's neck from behind.
"Why are you up so early?" Jiang Li's voice softly rang in his ears, and whether it was intentional or not, her warm breath slipped into Zhou Chao's ear.
"Lady, do you know you're asking for trouble?"
Her laughter echoed in Zhou Chao's ear again. "I believe you can handle it."
Zhou Chao shook his head helplessly.
"Brother Chao, what are you looking up on your phone?" Jiang Li curiously asked as she noticed the smartphone on his thigh, displaying some information.