When Ye Tingxue woke up, she heard the sound of the cold wind blowing through the window lattice, the lights and candles in the house had burned out, and the sky seemed to be covered with a hazy veil by the fog, which made people look unreal.

Her gaze turned faintly, and finally landed on the other end of the bed, only to see that Jiayang was still half-leaning like last night, sleeping lightly with her eyes closed, and did not leave.

She propped herself up from the bed and moved closer and closer to where Jiayang was, and she leaned over to look at his close face, and unconsciously raised her hand to float above his nose to outline him.

Everything in this room is like that......

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