Qiao Mo just wanted to refuse, but on second thought, she suddenly remembered that maybe he hadn't eaten breakfast, and she couldn't help but nod.
He drove to a well-known Hong Kong-style breakfast place, and the two of them ate something together. The atmosphere was somewhat excessively quiet, not quite like a couple the day before their wedding.
This awkwardness and coldness lasted until that night.
Qiao Mo, having nothing to do, climbed into bed early to rest.
Because as the bride, she needed to wear a wedding dress and put on makeup, she needed to get up early the next day. She turned to look at the man still in the bathroom, slightly pouted her lips, and gently closed her eyes.
Tomorrow, will she become his bride?
Why does she always feel so uneasy...
She gradually became sleepy amidst her chaotic thoughts.
Just as she dozed off, a cool body suddenly slipped in, pressing down on her, and mint-scented lips heavily pressed against hers.
