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Jiang He, hidden in the blankets that morning, was particularly charming.
As a bride-to-be, the allure of shifting from a young girl to a mature woman was unabashedly radiating from her disheveled hair and the corners of her eyes.
Xu Qing would occasionally space out, inadvertently recalling her initial state when she arrived—lonely, helpless, and cautious.
A stable life can corrupt a person the most.
The Land of Lovers is the Heroes' Tomb, indeed~
With a sigh, Xu Qing put on his pants; he certainly wasn't a hero—Jiang He was the hero in this scenario.
Seeing that Jiang He was awakened by his movements, Xu Qing reached under the blanket and gave her a little rummage.
"Get up and tidy yourself. Let's go see Mouse get married."
"Mm~"
Jiang He hummed as she rubbed her eyes. Since moving over here, she'd grown lazier and even started to hum mindlessly when waking up, like a little animal.
