...

When Xia Xin returned home, it was already a little late.

He fed Xia Ye's cat and basically devoted all his time to the order.

Because that would make him empty his head, or rather, he would only think about the game, and not think about the messy, some things that are not.

For example, is Leng Xuetong back?

For example, what did she do later,

For example, did she not come back to sleep at night?

For example, why haven't she come back recently, where did she sleep?

Things like that...

Xia Xin kept playing until two o'clock in the morning, then lay down and fell asleep so tired. When he woke up habitually, it was already six o'clock in the morning.

He went to the bathroom to wash, and slowly opened the door of the room.

While lowering his head to think about things, he went out. He took two steps and realized that under the brilliant iridescent light of the rising sun, a graceful figure was cast on the ground.

A beautiful figure appeared on the sofa that should have been empty. The beautiful hair of the paint, like night, seemed to be radiating particles of light under the reflection of the light, and the tender and white little face as white as snow seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of moving afterglow, with a faint glow.

A pair of clear and moving eyes, like a spiritual autumn moon, moved their eyes from the TV to him, staring at him quietly, and said with a cherry lips, "Good morning,"
Chapter completed!