When he woke up the next day, it was already noon.
Chu Mucheng opened his eyes but didn't get out of bed, because he didn't want to move.
Lying there like that, he felt very comfortable.
Turning on his side, he lowered his glance to the small woman beside him, observing her sleeping face closely, and a feeling of pity arose in his heart.
He lifted his hand, wanting to caress her face, but was afraid of waking her.
It had been more than a month since they'd last met, and she had really... lost a lot of weight!
Suddenly, he recalled a line from a poem, "She is thinner than a yellow rose!"
Just what happened to her, how did she lose so much weight?
Chu Mucheng sighed softly.
The sight of her like this really made his heart ache a bit!
Suddenly, noticing that the small woman beside him stirred, like she was about to wake up, Chu Mucheng quickly closed his eyes.
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Tao Zhixiang opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was that handsome face.
