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The next morning, Yu Xing was woken up by a push. For a moment, he thought it was Yi Qing who was pushing him, but his consciousness was back, and he knew it was impossible before he opened his eyes.

After taking a nap, Yu Xing was in great spirits and did not get up.

The hand on his shoulder was still increasing the force, and then moved it a little too much to his face, rubbed his face as if he was taking advantage of it, and pushed his head again. The girl's irritable voice rang not far away.

"Get up, San, get up, get up, get up—"

"..." Yu Xing's eyes opened, and the sky was bright, and his eyes were clear.

Shijiu's movements froze, she smiled embarrassedly, and thought that she naturally took her hand back, thinking that nothing had happened.

Just then, Carlos's smile was behind Yu Xing: "Nineteen, how can you call him like this? You have to say, San, get up quickly for me, or break your little one--"

Yu Xing suddenly turned around and caught Carlos off guard. "What's the little one?"

"Damn, you're awake~" Carlos immediately stopped talking.

He is too familiar with Shijiu, and he usually talks without any sense of reason, and he likes to make some meat when joking.

The original intention was to tease Shijiu, but who knew that Yu Xing had already sobered up and heard his words.

What a good guy, the joke behind his back was discovered!

Carlos is not embarrassed anyway, it must be someone else’s embarrassment.

Yu Xing stared at Carlos, his eyes moved down, and he let out an unknown sneer.

Carlos: “…?”
Chapter completed!