Without Chen Ya's suppression, Mo Yan felt that the past few days had been very relaxing. However, for some reason, Luo Tao seemed to have something on his mind.
It happened to be a Saturday. Mo Yan and Luo Tao did not set an alarm. They were prepared to sleep until they woke up naturally.
If it was the former Luo Tao or, Huo Zhen, such a thing would never happen.
He had a fixed schedule. Every morning, he would wake up at a fixed time to practice boxing. It was an essential routine for him.
But after spending time with Mo Yan, he gradually found the joy of living a leisurely life.
There was no need to deal with the politics of the business world or the Huo family. Every day, he just needed to watch over Mo Yan, listen to her laugh, and listen to her tell many trivial things with relish.
Luo Tao woke up before Mo Yan. Looking at the person in his arms who was sleeping with a reddened face, Luo Tao couldn't help but kiss her forehead.
