Early morning.
The bathroom door opened, Mo Xiuchen carried the sleeping Wen Ran out and placed her on the soft bed, he pulled the covers over her, turned around, went into the dressing room, changed his clothes, and brought out another set of clothes.
On the bed, Wen Ran's lips curved slightly in sleep, her serene face as pure and lovely as a baby's. Mo Xiuchen gazed at her, solidly for a while, placed the clothes on the bedside, and returned to the dressing room.
Five minutes later, Mo Xiuchen emerged from the dressing room again, carrying a large suitcase filled with his and Wen Ran's clothes.
He put the suitcase on the floor in front of the bed, seated himself on the edge of the bed, lifted the covers, and carefully dressed Wen Ran while she slept in his arms.
Wen Ran was exhausted and was sleeping deeply.
Mo Xiuchen called out to her twice. She didn't wake up.
A smile tugged at his lips, "Ranran, when you wake up, you'll find the surprise I have for you."