The morning light was faintly bright.
Even though it was midsummer, Jiang Lingxi was still not quite used to air conditioning.
At night, she only placed a small fan in the bedroom, leaving half a window open.
But this was sufficient for ventilation, although there was always a jumble of noises outside the window first thing in the morning.
Fortunately, she got up quite early every day, so she didn't find it too noisy.
However, today, before any sounds came from outside the window, at the time when only hotel staff began their work, a knock on her bedroom door came first.
Getting up, she slightly straightened her somewhat wrinkled pajamas, and Jiang Lingxi shuffled to the door in slippers. Before she could clearly see who was standing outside, she was already enveloped in a big hug.
Looking down, she saw Xu Ling'an with her untamed, messy long hair, still wearing the pale yellow duck pajamas that she and Lu Zhengzheng had helped her change into the night before.
