Wu Xin'Er clasped her hands behind her back, looking at Chen Mo with sparkling eyes, as if asking, how is it?
The moonlight shone through the window, and under the bright moonlight, the light inside the attic wasn't too dim. Dressed in a light blue long dress, Wu Xin'Er stood gracefully in front of him. The night was slightly chilly, and her chest rose and fell with each breath. Perhaps because Chen Mo had been looking at her for a long time, a hint of blush appeared on her cheeks, and her eyes under her long eyelashes were slightly lowered.
Chen Mo pulled her into his arms, sat down by the bed, let her sit on his lap, wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, buried his nose in her hair, sniffed the faint fragrance, and said:
