When I woke up, I was always alone, with only her own temperature in the quilt.
However, there was his taste, it was all his taste, very familiar, very fresh, like... the smell of a shirt, she didn't know why she came to this conclusion.
The only one who opened her eyes, I don't know who has taken off the red cloth covering her eyes.
When I got up, I found myself wearing his pajamas, which was very spacious and had the same taste.
Did he put it on her? His only face turned red and white, and he couldn't help but wrap his pajamas tightly, as if... was wrapped tightly by him. This thought made her blush again for a long time.
The only thing she started to look at this room was the first time she took a serious look at his room.
Large, simple, clean, without the luxury of a wealthy family. If rich, the most precious thing in his room is the two full wall books.
Is he a person who loves to read? The only biggest regret is that I didn't go to university and saw so many books. I couldn't help but admire this mysterious husband in my heart.
I picked out a few books to read. They were all tutorials that I didn't understand, and some of them didn't even know which language they were in, but I found a picture frame in the middle of the books.
The woman in the photo frame wore a light purple dress with maroon curly hair, charming and moving.
The only sourness in my heart, such a beautiful girl, is his former girlfriend
She rubbed the stains on the glass with her hand, but the photo frame was a bit old, and the small nail on the back accidentally scratched her finger. She got a pain, let go of her hand, and the photo frame fell to the ground and fell apart...
bad! Regardless of her fingers being bleeding, she hurried to pick up the photo on the ground, but found a few words on the back of the photo:
My dear, remember me forever.
Yan? who is it? Why are the things given to him here? Is it Leng Yan
Leng Yan? Lengyi? Could it be that what is the relationship between these two people
The only thing is lost in thought. Fortunately, this photo was not for Leng Yi, and she was a little lucky.
"Ma'am? Ma'am? Have you gotten up?" Zeng's mother shouted outside the door.
The only one hurriedly stuffed the photo into the book, "coming!"
Zeng Ma came in and looked at the only one who was flustered, secretly surprised, "Madam, what's the matter with you?" Then she found her fingers dripping blood, which was even more shocking.
"It's okay! It's okay!" The only one concealed again and again, "I... broke the glass and accidentally cut it!"
"Oh!" Zeng Ma let out a sigh of relief, "I'll clean it up!"
Looking at the figure of Zeng Ma, the only thing I tried to ask was, "Zeng Ma, where is Leng Yi?"
Zeng Ma's body stiffened slightly, and she turned around quickly, "Leng Yi? How did Madam know this name?"
The only one opened his mouth slightly, a little surprised, "He...who wants to sign for marriage with me, I naturally saw his signature!"
"You mean... he..." Zeng Ma's open mouth could no longer close.
(End of this chapter)