With such wild thoughts, Nangong Ran started to feel a little drowsy. She really was exhausted, and her body ached terribly.
Through the haze, the bed beside her sagged, and then a burning hot body squeezed in, pulling her into an embrace.
The scorching body was pressed against her back, making her instinctively squirm a little, finding a more comfortable position.
The man’s spine stiffened a bit, this silly girl.
She had a really good sleep.
Nangong Ran slept so deeply that she didn’t wake up until the afternoon of the next day.
After a full sleep, she was feeling much more refreshed.
She groggily opened her eyes, and there was no one in the room.
Previously, she knew that Di Mingchen seemed to have gotten up early. She vaguely responded a couple of sentences, saying she still wanted to sleep.
Then Di Mingchen seemed to have said he was going for his morning exercise.
She fumbled for her phone to check the time; it was already three in the afternoon.
On the phone, Gu Qibao, Di Jinxuan, and Di Xiaxia had all called her separately. She didn’t realize because she had put her phone on silent last night.
Nangong Ran sat up and was about to return the calls when suddenly a delicious aroma wafted into her nose. Whoa, that smells amazing!
She looked over and found that someone seemed to be in the kitchen. Could it be Di Mingchen?
The aroma was that of porridge. If she guessed it right, it should be seafood porridge.
Nangong Ran gently put on her clothes, tiptoed out of bed, and quietly ran to the edge of the kitchen to take a look.
The tall figure of a man was indeed standing in the kitchen, looking the part with an apron tied around his waist.
There were two ceramic pots on the stove, seemingly stewing something, with an enticing aroma wafting around.
Di Mingchen was washing something, seemingly scallions, with such proficiency he looked like an expert.
Nangong Ran leaned against the door with a smile.
"Bro." She stepped forward.


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