He liked the calm gaze in her eyes the most.
It seemed to hold stories, drawing him closer.
"Xiao Bai said I'm pretty, hahahahaha, I'm so happy." Lu Xiaojiu shouted.
Lu Bai, "..."
How embarrassing!
Lu Bai and Xiaojiu played on the yacht until midnight, and Lu Bai took Xiaojiu home.
After returning home, Aunt Ling had indeed fallen asleep.
It was already early morning.
That night, Lu Bai had a dream.
In his dream, he was passionately kissing a petite woman, the woman's face beneath him blurred, then suddenly becoming very clear, blushing, disheveled hair, eyes filled with allure...
"Xiao Bai…"
Lu Bai was shocked awake, drenched in cold sweat.
"Damn!"
Lu Bai clutched the blanket, extremely nervous, not only because it was his first time having such a dream, but also because the person in the dream was Lu Xiaojiu.
It was Xiaojiu.
