The Quiet Night carried a hint of ambiguity that could not be washed away.
“Ye Chu, My Godmother said that she gave me something good.”
“Yes.”
“Do you want to use it?”
“Yes?”
“Do you want it?”
The night got deeper and deeper.
The next morning.
Mo Yinan opened his eyes.
He was exhausted.
Could she say that the feeling from last night was even more tiring than when ye Chu really slept with her? !
Was her godmother helping her or helping her? !
She got up weakly.
Ye Chu must have made breakfast in advance.
She went to the bathroom, washed up, and changed.
Outside the door.
Ye Chu, who had a handsome face, was making breakfast. When he saw her get up, a beautiful smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. “Good Morning.”
She looked so refreshed.
Look at her.
It was worse than death.
“Good Morning.”Mo Yinan sat down with a tired face and waited for breakfast to start.
Ye Chu quickly placed the breakfast on the table. “Eat.”
“Okay.”
