Yun Qiluo watched with great delight, reluctant to close the floor-to-ceiling window after a while.
She ran to the bathroom to soak in a warm bath.
After emerging from the bathroom, she obediently crawled into bed, planning to sleep.
Next door.
In the spacious master bedroom, the decor was cold and luxurious, making the room appear even more profound on such a rainy night.
Yan Yan had also taken a bath and was wearing a black bathrobe, leaning against the headboard.
He watched the overwhelming wind and rain outside, surging incessantly, beating against the floor-to-ceiling window.
The sound of thunder mixed with the sound of rain was quite significant.
He thought of something and lightly frowned, wondering if that little thing would be afraid with such a terrifying weather.
After all, even a nightmare could scare her so much.
The man sneered slightly, put away his laptop, turned off the lamp, and lay down.
It was time to sleep, yet he felt no sleepiness.
