After slipping off her coat, Ning Chu lay down in Yan Xinya’s bed, her yawns endless as her sleepy eyes struggled to stay open.

Across from her, Lily had once again buried her head under the covers, faint sounds escaping along with the subtle trembling of the mattress.

This succubus... she really didn’t hold back at all~

Cold and composed in public but indulging herself so openly in the middle of the day…

Ning Chu was long accustomed to Lily’s uninhibited nature behind closed doors. She lay on her side, her mind preoccupied with whether Wen Yang and the twin …