Nian lie walked in, but the woman was nowhere to be seen in the living room.
He rolled up his sleeves and unbuttoned the top two buttons of his collar. He casually asked, " where's Madam? " the servant replied respectfully, " Madam has gone upstairs.
He didn't even have time to change out of his shoes as he quickly went up to the second floor.
He pushed the door open and entered the bedroom. The woman was sitting in front of the dressing table, smiling faintly. why are you back at this time? "
Nian Xi paused.
He felt that the scene in front of him was somewhat unreal.
The woman was sitting in front of the dressing table, holding a comb in her hand. Her long curly hair hung behind her back, and her eyes were gentle. The retro mirror reflected her figure, the dark sky outside the window, and the misty scenery in the garden.
It was stable and quiet.
His body trembled. He did not know when the woman had appeared in front of him and hugged his waist.
