The two of them ate until they were a bit stuffed, so they sat facing each other in a daze.
After five minutes, Mo Shangjun finally decided to clean up the dishes.
Glancing at his watch, Ya Tianxing said, "No rush to clean up."
"Hmm?"
Mo Shangjun looked up curiously.
Ya Tianxing stood up and said to her, "Come out first."
"Oh."
Responding with a sound, Mo Shangjun also stood up and followed behind Ya Tianxing.
The door of the cabin was opened, and a cool breeze blew in, not feeling cold, but rather dispersing the lazy heat around, making one feel refreshed and invigorated.
Stepping out the door, in front was a path created by footsteps, with Ya Tianxing's off-road vehicle parked on the right, and on the left were vegetables planted by the head of the cooking team. The array of greens swayed in the wind, appearing quite interesting.
With a house, a car, and land, this was the kind of life many people dream of having.
