The setting sun sank, and the small courtyard was plated with a layer of warm golden light. Around the villas were plum blossom trees full of vitality.
As soon as they reached the villa, the tired Ira carried her big belly to the bed, adjusted the pillow, leaned on it, closed her eye, and took a deep breath. The countryside air was truly different away from the pollution fresh and cool. A faint aroma of the surrounding plum blossoms energized her. Just as she was relieving her fatigue, Ira felt a pull on her sleeve.
She turned to see Vivan sitting beside her with long slanting eyebrows and a dazzling pair of eyes. The corner of his lips hung as if smiling but full of pride.
"Ira, I walked for two hours now."
