The next day was the first day of the new year.

When Luo Xiaoxi woke up, her back was aching and her bones were as tired as if they had been disassembled and reassembled. She did not even want to move a finger.

She found a comfortable position and went to sleep with her head buried, but there was a strange feeling in her hands.

When she opened her eyes, she found that Su Yicheng put her hand in the palm of his hand and stroked her fingers from time ...