
At midnight, Xyan woke up from her sleep. Tonight, he's really nervous. The shadow of Qiara's face continued to cast in his mind, let alone the adorable boy's sullen face. For some reason, Xyan's heart was always pounding when he remembered about the dodgy boy.
"Hais, why do I always think about Qiara." Inner Xyan.
Xyan turned to the side, where his wife was still asleep in her sleep. The man got out of bed slowly so as not to wake his sleeping wife. Slowly, Xyan walked towards the balcony door and opened it. The cold directly pierced into his bones, t...