The closed eyelids moved gently, and Chu zhaoyue opened the eyes that had passed out of sleep.

blue embroidered gauze curtain, palm wood top beam, a small round table in the room, a pile of DIY mugs on the table Oh, no, no, a bunch of small teacups made of purple sand Chu zhaoyue yawned. The furnishings here are familiar

after rubbing his eyes, Chu zhaoyue's consciousness just woke up was still a little fuzzy. He used to look at the end of the bed. The opposite wall, like a curtain, was hung with a thick dark brocade. The just pile of purple sand tea cups were not DIY's, which...