"Ugh—ahah~" Lin Yaoyao yawned as sunlight hit her eyes, rubbed her eyes, opened them, and felt something pressing against her chest.
Feeling happy at first, she looked down only to have that joy disappear instantly; it was a little white-haired head resting on her chest.
As for not cuddling with someone else, probably because she currently has the most developed figure among the three little ones.
The small white dragon was still a child and liked to pick the softest spots to sleep on.
Next to her were Qi Xiangyun and Lin Yaoyao, who had not yet woken up, and the room had already been cleaned spotlessly by someone.
Last night, after getting drunk because Tanshia Firlo was leading the rhythm, they all got carried away too.
Qi Xiangyun could sing, and Liu Hongzhao knew a little bit, but she said she'd only sing for Brother Chang Qing.
What happened after... Lin Yaoyao tried hard to think and quickly recalled all the details of yesterday.
