Lost My Wife
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
She was definitely going to find out in the future that the "sometimes" Qiaoqiao had been referring to had a hidden implication!
"Alright, eat quickly. After you're done, go rest up." Qiao Mu picked up her bowl of rice and called everyone to eat.
She also needed a good rest after coming out of closed-door cultivation.
It was nighttime.
Qiao Mu flipped over in her bed and subconsciously reached to Mo Lian, the person hugging her.
Yet she was just grabbing at empty space, and then she immediately woke up in shock.
Qiao Mu blinked her large eyes in the dark. She wrinkled her petite nose and rubbed her eyes. After which, she sat up while pulling her blanket up with her.
The room was silent. Where did Mo Lian go in the middle of the night?
He had run off while ditching his wife!
Miss Qiao wrinkled her petite face in displeasure. She jumped barefoot off the bed, yet she gazed in confusion at the pitch-black night.