Lu Chen looked at the person who kept snuggling into his arms, chuckled, kissed the top of her head, hugged the person in his arms and fell asleep.
The next morning, Cheng Mingyue woke up in Lu Chen's arms.
She sat up and looked at the dark circles under Lu Chen's eyes, sighing with some heartache.
Lu Chen is only eighteen years old this year, the same size as her current body, but several years younger than she was in her previous life.
But Lu Chen has experienced too many things at such a young age. Perhaps because of this, his personality is somewhat withdrawn, even taciturn.
That is, I talk more when I am with her, but at other times I would rather not talk than speak.
Everyone in the village says that he is aloof and doesn't like to talk to others, but they don't know how much he has to endure that is not something he should have to endure at his age.
Cheng Mingyue secretly kissed Lu Chen on the chin, then quietly put on her clothes, pushed the door open and walked out, closing it behind her.
Just as the door closed, Lu Chen slowly opened his eyes. He touched his chin and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Then the smile grew deeper.
Mingyue really likes him!
After getting this definite answer, Lu Chen felt as sweet as eating honey.
At this time, Lu Chen's heart was pounding and he couldn't fall asleep. He simply didn't sleep and got off the bed to go to the kitchen to find Cheng Mingyue.
Cheng Mingyue was busy making breakfast when she was suddenly hugged from behind. She was so frightened that she elbowed him directly. She only heard the man behind her groan:
"Mingyue, it's me! You murdered your husband!"
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