The night was as cool as water, stretching across the sky.
The Cold Moon hung high in the sky, shining with its cold moonlight and falling on her.
It was already past midnight. Sang Xia was drinking warm water to moisten her throat and taking a call on the balcony with her phone in hand.
There were also a few bonsai plants on the Open-Air Balcony. The night-scented flowers bloomed faintly, and a faint fragrance filled the air. A low-key and melodious piano piece was playing in the recording room.
Everything looked very comfortable and peaceful.
Sang Xia leaned on the railing, a faint smile on her lips, and muttered, " hmm? You said you missed me? How much did you miss me?"
"Don't say anymore, it's hard."
the seductive voice of a certain slut came over, making people have the urge to pounce on her and ravage her.
