"Sleep..."

Hua Rumo blinked. At last, she closed her eyes obediently. Soon she fell asleep. Her hands were tightly wrapped around junchangxi, like a child without a sense of security.

it's light in the sky, and junchangxi is going to get up again to prepare for the early morning. In the past, flowers like a stranger would be wrapped in the quilt, which has no meaning of getting up at all. But today, junchangxi's flowers like a stranger are sticking out of the quilt with a slightly rough head and dim sleepiness in his eyes Time, let's talk about... "

after that, Hua Rumo retracted her head and went back...