In the early morning, there was a gust of wind.

The branches and leaves outside the window swayed, the thin curtain inside the window fluttered, and the light spots on Zhu Shan's face were disrupted.

This gust of wind penetrated into her neck and woke her up.

She turned around and said lazily, "Ling Xiao, close the window."

After a while, another gust of wind came.

Zhu Shan touched the side and kicked it again, but there was no one there.

She opened ...