"Xiaoqiao, wash up and drink ginger tea downstairs."

"OK."

Chu Qiao sighed and slipped slowly into the water.

Yi Qingchen waited downstairs for a long time and did not see Chu Qiao go downstairs.

"Xiao Qiao, haven't you washed yet?"

The room was quiet.

stood at the door for another two minutes, finally cruelly, pushed open the door, "I came in."

The room was empty.

Suddenly there was an ominous feeling in my heart, and I went to the bathroom without thinking about it.

In the big bathtub, the delicate body lay on the edge obliquely, and the long dark hair danced.

fell asleep.

He was relieved.

reach out and...