C79 She Put on Makeup?

The autumn rain is always exceptionally heavy, and the rain drips all night.

Xia Zhinan got up and washed up. She hurriedly picked up her bag and hurried downstairs.

The man sat upright at the dining table and took the newspaper to read quietly. The breakfast in front of him was appropriate and fragrant.

Xia Zhinan glanced at the man and then looked up at Mrs Zhang