The door was closed, and Chu Xia didn't knock. She had her keys.
He twisted the door lock and entered the house.
It had been a while since she had stayed in this house. However, because there were hourly workers who came to clean it regularly, everything in the house was still considered clean and tidy.
Chu Xia walked through the courtyard and was about to enter the hall when she spotted Chi zixian's figure under the locust tree.
At this moment, he was lazily lying on the swing and basking in the sun.
The sun was no longer as glaring as it was at dusk. The Golden rays of light shone through the mottled leaves of the locust tree and landed lazily on his long body. It was as if he was covered in a layer of golden gauze, making him look even more noble and lazy.
He was lying on his back with his arms bent behind his head. When he heard someone enter the room, he turned his head lazily and looked at her lazily. you're here.
"Yingluo, yes."
