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Mo Yuan didn't talk much. Seeing that Han Luo was quiet, he also stayed silent.
The two of them enjoyed each other's warmth and presence while enjoying the scenery in front of them.
Mo Yuan strolled around one kilometer with her on his back. He didn't know why but he had fun. He felt that his heart was in peace.
There was a faint smile hung on his lips without his knowing.
They went back to the cottage at around six in the evening. The sun had yet to set.
He put her down on the couch and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want something to eat?"
Han Luo lowered her eyes and shook her head.
How could she have the stomach to eat or digest anything?
She had already forgotten what hunger was.
