Zhong Qing was very tangled in her heart, and after going around and around like this, no result came out. Out of boredom, she went to look for a book to read, and happened to see the wedding gift given to her by Zhuo Ran and her second sister.
The gift was wrapped neatly, and she had forgotten all these things, so she quickly opened it, and inside was a photo of the second sister Zhuoran and her.
Zhuoran stood in the middle, she was on the left, and the second sister was on the right.
They took this at Zhong's house. If it weren't for this photo, she would have forgotten about it.
Zhongqing's fingers gently caressed the faces of everyone above, and their expressions softened in an instant.
Those beautiful and innocent memories, now, whenever she thinks of them, she can't help but feel sweet in her heart.
I don't know how much time passed, but Zhong Qing finally fell asleep in a hazy state.
Vaguely, she could feel her stomach growling with hunger!
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Looking from a distance, there is still a layer of light in the hometown, which comes from the living room on the second floor. The bedroom is dark.
Is she in the living room?
Not sleeping?
Yi Jian thought about it for a while, and when the car was stable, he hurriedly got out of the car, walked into the house, and went upstairs, all in one go without any pause.
He saw his little woman nestled on the sofa, sleeping soundly.
He crept closer.
Xu Ang had already followed: "Young Marshal, you have prepared dinner. Do you want to ask Madam to eat with you? The people below said that Madam hasn't eaten yet."
After Xu Ang said this, there was still a faint curiosity in his heart, but he couldn't understand how the young marshal knew that Miss Zhong didn't know how to eat, so he insisted on returning to his hometown so late and hungry.
, how about eating with Miss Zhong?
Yi Jian turned around and made a gesture of silence.
When Xu Ang saw Zhong Qing sleeping soundly, he immediately stopped talking and went downstairs quietly.
Yi Jian then approached her gently and slowly. She didn't know when there was a concern at home. His casual and peaceful temperament could no longer drift outside. She could only go back to her hometown and see
Only when he sees her figure does he feel at ease and safe in his heart.
Yi Jian stood far away, paused slightly, and then quietly approached Zhong Qing's sofa.
There was a smile on her lips, as if she had some sweet dream, and with his mood, she also started to make money.
