C291 Comfort

An hour later, Xia Yan woke up right on schedule.

She rubbed her eyes as the rhythmic tapping of keyboard keys filled her ears.

"You're awake? Did I wake you?" Zhou Ming stopped his work and turned to look at Xia Yan, who was just rousing from sleep.

"No," she replied, letting out a yawn and stretching languidly. Climbing out of bed, she walked over to Zhou Ming and