The next morning.
The sun shone through the window.
The woman on the big bed moved. Her fair skin was delicate and eye-catching.
Ning Qing opened her eyes with difficulty and stared drowsily at the ceiling for a while. Her mind was empty for a long time.
Until she noticed the hand on her waist.
Nian lie stared at her dazed face. His eyes were bloodshot, and his throat was filled with exhaustion. you're awake.
Ning Qing stared at the ceiling, her long eyelashes fluttering.
Nian lie was worried about her. He touched her forehead and asked, " what's wrong? are you feeling unwell? " A headache?"
"Nian lie,"
He shuddered as she continued, "
"I had a dream."
what dream? " Nian Xi pursed his lips.
She didn't answer immediately. Instead, she slowly sat up and looked at him with empty eyes.
There was no hatred or love in those empty eyes. Instead, there was an indescribable feeling.
Nian lie's heart tightened.
