When Xiao Yang got up and came to the courtyard, he didn't expect Luo Qingyue to get up.

Luo Qingyue is running. He seems to have been running for a while. His forehead is covered with fine sweat beads.

Xiao Yang laughed and said hello to her: "Qingyue, get up so early."

Luo Qingyue did not say anything, but nodded, as if he had regained his previous coldness.

Xiao Yang couldn't help laughing. The girl's mind is really hard to figure out. She said thanks to herself last night. Today it's this cold look again.

For her attitude to change back and forth, Xiao Yang naturally has no good way,...