The next day, when Xia Bo woke up, she miraculously found that her cheap husband's dark circles were a little heavy. However, she felt refreshed and had a great sleep.
The bed was still so soft, and the teaching in the dream was still so fulfilling.
The peak of life was when one woke up.
She stretched her back and asked Luo tianlin, who was a man of few words, " did you not sleep well last night? Let's go back to zhuyuan today. This way, we won't have to trouble brother Zhai to sleep on the floor."
Luo tianlin had just come out of the bathroom, a gray towel covering his wet black hair. He walked out of the bathroom covered in water vapor, and his deep black eyes were fixed on her bright and shiny little face.
The little girl slept very well.
But that night, she made a scene.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was a light sleeper and often woke up to look at her, the quilt would have been kicked to the ground.
