Qiao Anaho's brows moved, she seemed to have smelled the familiar aroma of Lu Jinnian. Just then, she seemed to have heard someone whisper, "Qiao Qiao, I like you, I have liked you for a very very long time."
Qiao Anhao's lips curled upwards into a smile, her head rubbing the pillow before falling into deep sleep.
Lu Jinnian stared at Qiao Anhao's face for a long while before reaching out to rub her hair lightly. Turning back to his side of the bed, he laid down.
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The next morning, Qiao Anhao was awaken by thunder. She sat upright and turned to the other side of the bed, Lu Jinnian was no longer around. The skies started to pour outside, and she came out and saw that brother Chen's wife was the only one in the living room. She sat on a wooden stool, sewing a man's shirt.
"Miss Qiao, you're awake?" She raised her head to look at Qiao Anhao. Putting the clothes down, she walked to the side and placed a set of breakfast onto the table in front of her.
