The two people led the dog all the way to the conference room where Ou Yangguang was giving a class.

At this moment, Ou Yangguang had just finished his online classes and was lying on the sofa in the conference room, seemingly already asleep.

Pushing open the door, Kim Junmyeon and Kim Jongin saw that Ou Yangguang was covered with a blanket, his whole body, including his head, was asleep, with only his feet still wearing shoes sticking out from under the sofa.

"Guang'er~ Guang'er~ Wake up, don't sleep, Guang'er." Kim Junmyeon lifted the blanket and gently patted his shoulder.

"Hmm~ Don't make a sound." Ou Yangguang responded groggily, turned over, and reached out to cover his head with the blanket.

Kim Jongin went over and pulled the blanket off, then tried to pull Ou Yangguang up, but failed. "Yangguang, wake up and see who's here."

"Woof, woof, woof..." The three dogs also gathered under the sofa and barked wildly.

"Hey! Kim Jongin, don't pull me! I want to sleep, I'm so sleepy." Ou Yangguang sat up abruptly, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze radiated a murderous aura.

Ou Yangguang raised his hand and ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead. His fingertips brushed against his warm earlobe, and the lingering murderous intent completely dissipated into the weariness in his eyes.

He tilted his head, his amber eyes half-closed, his gaze still somewhat hazy and unfocused, but he subconsciously raised his hand to rub his eyes, his long, thick eyelashes fluttering gently like butterfly wings, sweeping over the faint blue shadows under his eyes.

Another low yawn escaped his throat, and he subconsciously raised his hand to cover his lips. The back of his hand, with its distinct knuckles, was flushed red, but the corners of his mouth drooped slightly due to the drowsiness. He looked like a cat that had just been angry but had now become listless after being in a daze.

He turned his body and leaned back against the sofa, crossed his left leg, and then slowly glared at Kim Jongin, who had pulled him. His eyes were still sleepy, and his tone had softened, as if he were pleading: "I told you not to make noise... Aren't you guys annoying?"

He was only wearing a gray trendy hoodie, with a black turtleneck sweater underneath, which made his neck look even longer and his features even more slender and sharp.

The hoodie was still on her head, and some messy bangs fell across her forehead, sweeping over her full brow bone, making her phoenix eyes appear even longer and more alluring. Her amber pupils, which had just been filled with murderous intent, were now covered with a layer of moisture from drowsiness, like clear, tempting glass dipped in honey.

Her nose was high and straight, with a slightly reddish tip. Her lips, with their clearly defined cupid's bow, parted slightly as she spoke, revealing half of her white teeth, adding a touch of unconscious languor.

His skin was a warm-toned white, which blended well with the black turtleneck sweater and gray hoodie. He had both the arrogance of a young man and a touch of unintentional, charming innocence.

"What's going on? How did they get here?" Ou Yangguang stretched, undoubtedly asking Kim Jong-in's three puppies.

“My noona brought these over, Kwang, come walk the dogs with us, they all love you!” Kim Jongin excitedly sat down on the sofa and grabbed Ou Yangguang.

"No, it's freezing outside. I want to go back to my dorm and sleep." Ou Yangguang shook off Jin Zhongren, besides, he didn't like dogs at all.

"Kwang-er~ Let's go for a walk with the dog and enjoy the night view!" Kim Junmyeon tried to persuade him with the leader's authority (gentleness).

Kim Jongin looked at him expectantly: "Kwang, the Moogu are all very well-behaved and obedient."

"NO, I'm not going!" Ou Yangguang refused decisively, making a big X with his hands in front of his chest.

“Oh, they’re very well-behaved! And we’re here for you!” Kim Junmyeon pulled him up from the sofa without saying a word.

Kim Jong-in had already shoved the dog into his hands; it was Zan-er, which startled Ou Yangguang so much that he almost threw it down.

"Ahhhhh! Take him away! Kim Jongin! Take him!" Ou Yangguang's mind went blank, his hands were stiff, and he was about to jump up and down. "Junmyeon hyung, help!"