Early in the morning, the bright sunshine skillfully jumped through the shutters to the ink face.

The rare sleeping ink opened his eyes and looked at the time, it was already nine o'clock!

This is something he has never done before.

Chu Mo looked to his side and there was nobody. The cold temperature told him that Lu Xiaoxiao had been away for a long time.

He was a little angry and left so early when he saw that she was not tired yesterday.

Walking out of bed, I looked up at the neat clothes put on the side of the ironing site.

After a moment of hesitation, he stepped...