In the dream, she spoke so matter-of-factly that the little boy in front of her immediately smiled happily after she finished speaking.
It was because of this smile that Qing 'er suddenly woke up.
The details of the dream were still vivid in his mind.
For a moment, she didn't know if this was a dream or if it had really happened.
She turned over in pain and prepared to go back to sleep, but she was not sleepy at all.
Qing 'er grabbed her phone and looked at the time. It was half past seven. It was not early.
Thinking that she had a guest at home, she had to do her best to treat her guest well. At least, he could still make oatmeal for ah Luo for breakfast. So, Qing 'er struggled to get up from the bed.
However, when she finished packing and left the room, she quickly realized that something was wrong.
There was a sound.
There was also the fragrance!
It was coming from the kitchen.
