The next morning, when Liu Zhizhong woke up, he found Zhang Yuxing sleeping sweetly in his arms, looking so beautiful.
Her adorable little face almost made him want to kiss her right then and there.
But at this moment, he really needed to pee, feeling completely stiff.
Quietly, he got up and went to the bathroom.
When he came back, he saw it was already past eight in the morning, so he let Zhang Yuxing sleep a little longer while he went out to take care of some things.
The thunderstorm had stopped at some point, and Mulang Town by the riverside in the mountains was a display of highland scenery, stunningly beautiful.
The emerald-green Ailian River flowed gently.
The mountains on both sides revealed swaths of freshly washed green, and even the sun seemed warm and tender.
The vast blue sky, the tranquil white clouds. On the grasslands of the valley, herds of cows and sheep from the shepherds wandered everywhere.