The city is still sleeping, and the birds outside the window are chirping.
They huddled on the branches, combed each other's feathers, and bathed in the first ray of sunshine in the morning.
As the temperature rises, the water vapor condenses, and a lot of dewdrops accumulate on the leaves, which are round and shining brightly when the sun shines on them.
It's a bit like a bright golden goblet.
Yu Yu in her sleep felt itchy on her face, and subconsciously reached out to scratch it.
The next moment, the fingertips were held, and a warm and moist touch covered them.
Her eyelids trembled, and when she opened them slowly, what caught her eyes was Liu Yan's smiling eyes.
"Woke up?"
The hazy drowsiness has not yet faded, and Yu Yu's eyes are still somewhat dazed.
The water is moist, and the mist is misty, which makes the heart tremble.
