Chu Yang couldn't help but became absent-minded as he watched the little and delicate silhouette bustling-about. He seemed to have returned to his previous life. They would get out of the bed together every morning in his previous life. And, the first thing Mo Qingwu would do was dry the quilt in the sun…
Mo Qingwu would feel headache on cloudy and rainy days when there would be no sunlight…
However, she would sniff the quilt every time she would dry it in the sun. Then, she would gently smile and complain, "Oh my, it's so stinky!"
At present, Chu Yang was watching Mo Qingwu dry the quilt under the sun, and doing things like she used to do in her previous life. And, this suddenly left him to feel warm in his heart. [Qing Wu, you are the best.]
[Having you in my life is really good.]
Splendid sunshine radiated on his face as he smiled brightly. His eyes filled with happiness…
