Couldn't help but walk in for a look, some decorations inside were still there, but the shoe rack at the door had no shoes. The restroom was empty, the blanket was still there, neatly arranged.
Suddenly, Xiaobao seemed a bit nostalgic, muttering to himself: "The blanket smells nice, sleeping is also sweet, little girl, see you again if fate allows!"
With that, he walked out, looked up, and the morning sun shot out from the east, warmly bathing his face.
At this moment, Zhang Qing and Niu Jian suddenly saw Xiaobao standing below, facing the rising sun with a majestic expression, the sunlight falling on him as if emitting a layer of golden light, like a heavenly god descending, tremendously tall.
But immediately, his grand image was abruptly shattered by the original woman's fuss!
"Xiaobao, you still have the mood to watch the sun here, hurry up!"
Xiaobao immediately ran over, laughing, "You seem so eager, like you're waiting for your beloved man."
