One of the most enjoyable experiences of being with Gong Beiming was their private games.
That night, she slept soundly.
The next morning, when she woke up, sunlight was already shining through the windows, illuminating the whole room.
There was a faint fragrance of roses in the air.
In a gold-trimmed vase, there was a bunch of fresh Blue Enchantresses, she quietly counted them, there were eleven in total.
Hehe, does this mean wholehearted devotion, and a lifetime of love?
She really liked these little details when she was with him.
She stretched, washed up, and walked out.
It was still very early at this time, and as she came out, she heard faint crying from downstairs. She paused, following the sound to find its source.
She then discovered that the cries were coming from a guest bedroom with an open door. She pushed the door and looked inside, and to her surprise, it was Qiao An.
