Upon waking up early the next day, Nanxi found herself enveloped in a warm and strong embrace.
Opening her eyes, she looked at the man whose lips were slightly parted, a gentle and faint breeze flowing from his nostrils. His handsome face exuded a faint softness as he stared at her.
Nanxi leaned in, dropping a kiss on the man's lips, "Good morning, Lu Yinchu!"
The man reached out to hug her, his moist kiss landing on her forehead as he gently said, "Good morning, Nanxi!"
Nanxi's brows and eyes curved into a smile as she and the man laughed at each other. The two were deeply embraced on this tranquil morning!
Within the accidental lies the inevitable, and within the inevitable, the accidental also resides. Perhaps this is life!
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When Nanxi and Lu Yinchu got up, it was eight in the morning. As the old man went to the square early in the morning to watch the flag-raising ceremony, only Lu Qingtian was in the living room.
At this moment, she was eating breakfast!
