The next day, during the holiday, it was much easier for Qingchen to watch movies with Chenchi at home without poetry.
I also received a call from Xia Lang on the way. Green morning took one look at consciousness and hung up. Although I don’t know what Xia Lang is calling to do, Qingchen doesn’t want to answer it at all. Chenchi didn’t say anything, but hugged Qingchen a little. When Qingchen went to health, Xia…