"What time is your flight in the morning?" Jiang Yu asked him.
"It's six o'clock in the morning. You don't have to get up." Mo Long didn't want to disturb her sweet dreams.
Jiang Yu didn't answer and just left.
At night, Jiang Yu lay on the soft bed and looked out of the window in a daze.
It was raining outside.
The cold wind was raging.
Jiang Yu thought to herself, she didn't know if Mo Long's window was closed.
Mo Long's legs were inconvenient, and the servants slept in the backyard at night.
What if Mo Long caught a cold?
Jiang Yu was a little worried, so she got up and put on a coat and went out.
It was silent outside the corridor.
Jiang Yu came to Mo Long's room and knocked on the door, but no one answered.
She just went in to check if the windows were closed. It was better not to disturb Mo Long's sleep.
Hence, she opened the door and tiptoed in.
