Forced marriage (5)

He didn't know when the next time would be.

The window was open, and the fresh air blew in, but it didn't seem to dissipate the charming atmosphere that filled the room.

There was also a little fragrance mixed in, which was her unique smell.

Leng Xiaomo was wearing a white dress, and her soft black hair was just over her shoulders.

She turned her back to him and looked out the window. He didn't know what she was thinking or doing.

Leng yunchen looked at her slender back, her thin shoulder blades, her black hair, her white dress, and her slender arms on the side of the bed.

Deep in his cold eyes, there was suddenly a little bit of tender love.

He didn't know if it was because of the change that had happened that night, but when he saw her, his state of mind had inexplicably changed.

after all, she had already become his woman from his sister.

"Little Mo,"

Leng yunchen walked over slowly and put the breakfast on her bed.