A brief moment of restlessness eventually gave way to comfort, making Ding Haotian excited in his dream.

That long-lost feeling was like a parched desert meeting sweet rain.

He shook his head, thinking he had wet the bed in his hazy dream.

Ding Haotian opened his eyes, and the environment in front of him felt so unfamiliar.

The room was filled with a sweet fragrance, the smell of a girl's room.

"Brother Ding, you're awake?"

"Mingyan, you~~~~!!!"

"Brother Ding, you're not a man nobody wants in this world, I want you!!!"

Zhao Mingyan hugged Ding Haotian and said.

Ding Haotian's two hands hovered helplessly in the air for a few seconds before finally lowering them.

He widened his eyes, rolled over, and pinned Zhao Mingyan beneath him.

He was burning with rage and had long since lost his reason.

He never expected Zhao Mingyan to be serious about him; he had always thought it was just work.

"Mingyan, we...we've really let you down!"

Zhao Mingyan held Ding Haotian's face in her hands, stared into his eyes, and said:

"Brother Ding, didn't you ask me if I didn't need to personally collect the clothes given my position?"

Yes, I don't need to personally collect the clothes anymore, but no one can take your heart away from me.

This is my real job. Everyone else knows it, except you. Is it too late to tell you now?

Ding Haotian took a deep breath, the scent of the young girl blending with the heat of the alcohol making him unable to resist.

Heaven has truly opened its eyes and is being kind to me.

Looks like I won't be living a lonely life for the rest of my days.

"It's not too late! Mingyan, you've already appeared in my dreams last night."

The tender whispers rolled across the soft bed as the setting sun shone.

A gentle breeze caused the curtains to sway and ripple...

The light inside the room dimmed, accompanied by the rapid breathing coming from the bedroom...