The gentle breeze swept past the wooden window lattice, creating a pleasing rustling sound, so melodious to the ears.
Xu Chang'an sat on the edge of the bed, watching Yun Qian, who lay on her side on the bed, with bright eyes reflecting on the scenes from the bathroom earlier.
The day, the earth, the floating clouds, and the slightly burning brazier by the bedside all seemed adorable, just like the touch of Miss Yun he had just felt.
Speaking of it, after helping Yun Qian wash up, he realized that Miss Yun had grown a bit more, and touching her felt as soft and gentle as the sand on a white beach.
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In the room.
Yun Qian, clad in a red embroidered dress, lay half upright, hugging a double pillow, with a peculiar expression in her eyes.
"The brazier." She said.
Xu Chang'an nudged the brazier closer with his foot, sitting by the side and said, "Weren't you going to eat? Why aren't you getting up? Breakfast is ready."
"I'm thinking about something."
