It was a charming night.
The next day.
on the clean, soft, snow-white bed, the sun shone through the thin white curtains and landed on the wooden floor, giving it a golden glow.
It also poured down on the two people on the bed.
Her black hair covered half of her face, and she was lying on her side. Her breathing was even and slow, and her eyes were slightly red, but she still seemed to be in a deep and sweet sleep.
her fair and delicate little face was bare of makeup.
She was only in her early 20s, a very young age.
The fatigue on her little face was hidden in her eyes.
leng xiaomo was in a deep, deep sleep.
she felt as if she had just had a very real dream, and she had completely fallen into it.
The chaotic scene in her dream and the splashing water in the bathroom made her feel so real, but also so empty and distant.
She felt that it was impossible.
Leng Xiaomo's head hurt a little, and he fell into a deeper sleep.
