At six o'clock in the early morning, Zhang Han and Zi Yan were lying in the spacious bed.

Mengmeng was sleeping soundly on the small bed.

All of a sudden, a breeze seemed to blow through the netting around the bed, making them flutter rhythmically.

As the netting fluttered, it began to tremble slightly. Shards of azure sun rays started to permeate around Zhang Han's body.

The look on his face was slightly white and became pale ...