Jiang Yisheng made an acknowledging sound and did not ask further.
Deep into the night, the sound of video game background music filled the bedroom.
**
As dawn approached, all was silent, and the courtyard was covered in a layer of snow.
Because of the matter of getting the marriage certificate, Li Mochan woke up early.
In the walk-in closet, the man dressed neatly, in black trousers and a white shirt, a simple combination that, on him, somehow looked elegantly detached.
The rustling sound of dressing woke Ye Jiuliang.
"Why are you up so early?" Ye Jiuliang leaned against the doorway, yawning as she looked at the man putting on his coat.
"It's only seven o'clock."
Li Mochan walked over and took her into his arms, "We are going out for breakfast."
"Why?" Ye Jiuliang asked lazily, still drowsy in his embrace.
Li Mochan furrowed his brows, "Have you forgotten what you said yesterday?"
As expected, Ye Jiuliang had indeed forgotten, "What was it?"
