C1823 Marry of the Wealthy Class 1750
It was a dreamless night. When Ding Yiyi woke up in the morning, she opened her eyes. The soft blanket was covering her body, and the tip of her nose was filled with the smell of soap that she used when she was young to wash the sheets.
She got up. The person beside her was still sleeping soundly, like a child. It was quiet and a little childish.
After washing up, he quietly left the room