The car traveled along the mountain road—before, it was just one person; now, I no longer have to drive exhausted, there's someone by my side.
Even though Zhuang Jing was away on business today, that seven-room villa was not desolate.
Upon arriving at Tianhai Villa, the car was parked, and for some reason, He Qingyan chased after Gu Ran, aiming to kick his butt, and the two started chasing each other around in the garage.
Su Qing kept her hands tucked in her jacket and sweater, too lazy to bother with them.
He Qingyan often did inexplicable things; her kicking someone's butt could just be because she simply felt like kicking.
Once home, the three of us ate cake, hardly touching the coffee.
Su Qing lay in bed, thinking about exercising in the morning to burn off the cake, and then fell asleep.
Gu Ran reread the tenth chapter "Neurodevelopmental Disorders" from "Shen Yucun Psychiatry."
