It seemed as if he had been longing for this person for a long time. This thought flashed across his mind, and for some reason, his heart ached slightly.
Waiting for so long, as if only for the appearance of this person. The emptiness that no imitations could fill was finally smoothed out at this moment.
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Early in the morning, Lu Yebai had already gone out.
By the time Meng Xi'er woke up, he was no longer by her side.
After a night of wildness, she lay on the bed, feeling her muscles aching all over. She rested for a while before she could barely sit up, put on her clothes, took a bath, and then sat in front of the mirror to blow dry her hair.
There was a gentle knock on the door from outside, "Miss Meng."
"What is it?"
"What would you like for breakfast? I will ask the chef to prepare it for you."
"Oh, just a bit of everything." Meng Xi'er said, "I'm not picky."
"Alright."
