A light sigh escaped her lips, a thin layer of sweat forming from the exertion.
Only then did she tiptoe back to the bedroom, ready to close the door.
The door was only halfway closed when she suddenly felt a reluctance at the sight of the figure on the bed.
Professor Han said it would be at least half a month... Half a month without seeing him.
At the thought of this, she lightly tiptoed back to the bedroom, climbed onto the bed, and gently kissed his lips: "Wait for me to come back, okay?"
Only then did Qiao Mo feel at ease, turning around to leave.
Worried that he might suddenly wake up, she rushed to wash up quickly, skipped breakfast, and hurried out with her suitcase.
The suitcase was too heavy, and after two steps down the stairs, Qiao Mo couldn't help but curse.
Oh... no.
Now she had a mother, so she couldn't curse like that.
