Can't light a fire in the morning

Zi Lingxi looked at Huang Luoxiu with burning eyes and said,""It's a Festival today, so there's the sound of firecrackers outside. "

Huang Luoxiu reached out his slender hand and rubbed the space between his brows. He seemed to have forgotten.

He had just woken up, and all he could see was Zi Lingxi. He had even ignored the sound of the firecrackers outside.

"Is there a Festival?"

When Huang Luoxiu spoke, his voice was a little hoarse and deep, carrying the laziness of someone who just woke up.

Just hearing Huang Luoxiu's voice, Zi Lingxi felt a sense of intoxication.

When she heard Huang Luoxiu's voice, her heart skipped a beat, and her heart began to throb.

Even though she had been sleeping in Huang Luoxiu's arms during the winter break, she would still be stunned by him every morning, and her heart would still beat faster.

She felt that her feelings for him were getting deeper and deeper.