「 ✦ Extra 4 ✦ 」
"I didn't sleep well." Jiang Shuyi muttered to her phone.
"Is that so?"
Wen Yao thought that given Jiang Shuyi's habit of falling asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow, this situation shouldn't occur.
"It's just that my hand feels empty in this position, and it's uncomfortable to turn over..."
Jiang Shuyi gestured, "Are you not used to it either?"
Wen Yao's gaze shifted slightly. "Mm."
Wen Yao had gone to the conference with Professor Yuan.
Last year, the conference was held in Beijing, and Wen Yao could go home every day. This year, however, it was in Cuba.
Cuba.
Just the thought of it made Jiang Shuyi very upset.
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