Warming Up (2)

The cold wind blew through the night. When she woke up the next morning, a thick layer of leaves had fallen from the ground outside the courtyard and were piled under the steps in front of the door.

Qin Su had a rare rest, but she was used to waking up early. So early in the morning, when the sun had just risen, she had already woken up. After tidying up, she cooked porridge in the kitchen, simmered it over a small fire, and then went out for a run.

When she was free, she was also someone who valued sports. Zhou Zimo had his own private tennis court in the backyard, and the two of them had even sparred over the past two days.

The sky gradually brightened up. When Zhou Zimo got up and finished tidying up and was about to go downstairs to make breakfast, he found that the porridge had already been cooked in the pot, and some simple dishes were also placed in the pot to heat up.