In the child's heart, the Father is a mountain

Liancheng Yazhi had a particularly good sleep. From the time he left home until he came back, the total amount of sleep he had in these three days was not as much as the night before, nor did he sleep as well.

although liancheng yazhi knew that he had to leave early in the morning, he did not want to open his eyes or move as he lay in bed.

He only opened his eyes and sat up when he touched the empty space beside him.

The place where Rong Yan had been lying next to him was already cold, so she must have been up for a long time.

Liancheng Yazhi looked at the time. It was half past six in the morning.

He quickly jumped out of bed and ran downstairs barefooted in his pajamas without even putting on his shoes.

"Butler li," he called.

Caretaker li quickly ran out and said,"young master!!!"

"Where's the young Madam?"

"he's cooking in the kitchen."