Serenity climbed into his bed and lay down comfortably, saying, “I’ve only slept in your bed once, but I feel like it’s particularly warm. Maybe it’s my imagination.”

She pulled the quilt up to cover herself and smiled. “Good night, Zachary.”

Zachary’s dark eyes flashed. He stared at her for a long time before suddenly lifting the quilt off her and was about to pin her down.

However, she sat up and removed herself from the bed at once. She put on her slippers and left.

“Serenity.”

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