In June, rainfall is one of the heaviest of the year.
The rain drenched the entire window, and such a summer surprisingly calms one's mood.
Compared to summer in Paris, clearly, summer in Rongcheng suits her better.
Qin Mu gently hugged her own arms and looked at the blurred world outside the rain curtain. Life away from home for more than half a year had made her long for everything at home, even this rain.
She leaned against the window frame and turned her eyes to the man on the bed, a serene gaze resting on him.
"Come over!"
Her previously artistic mood was instantly disrupted by him, and she playfully shook her head, then followed the edge of the window to move outside, "I'm heading out! Dad and mom will wake up!"
"Just try! Go out!"
President Mu lay there, confidently reminding her.
Qin Mu's dark eyes involuntarily rolled around. She couldn't figure out what he had done to the door, but she thought of giving it a try.
