After midnight, the two stopped talking, and the gunshots outside gradually stopped. Border town regained its peace.
For the people living at the border, this kind of thing was common to them, so the hawkers who got up early before dawn were already open for business.
the next day was a sunny day, and the sun was very warm. when rong yan woke up, Seven was no longer in the house.
There was breakfast on the table, and it was still smoking. It must have been put down not long ago.
Perhaps taking into account Rong Yan's plan for the duck feet yesterday, the breakfast was very light. There was white porridge, glutinous rice, and salted vegetables that the local people had pickled themselves. The sour, spicy, and spicy taste was just to Rong Yan's liking.
as rong yan ate, she sighed with emotion. Seven was really considerate. he could think of everything for rong yan.
