Song Yu laughed calmly without saying anything. As long as he paid attention to it, he would naturally be able to distinguish it.
"Lie on the bamboo chair over there. Relax."
There were many feudal etiquette in ancient times, so it was natural that a single man and woman could not stay under the same roof for a long time, so Song Yu simply moved the bamboo chair to the courtyard.
At this moment, the setting sun shot into the bamboo forest. A faint light slowly shone on the corners of Song Yu eyes and the outline of his side face. Mu Shiyi hand gently placed it on the temples on both sides of him and rubbed it, gradually feeling his body becoming more and more relaxed.
The corners of his mouth slowly curled into a light smile, but it was rendered extremely moving by the light that was l
