This feeling was truly amazing.
"It's like in someone else's writing, Ningning and I really had a romance."
...
...
In Hang City, Green City Rose Garden.
The counselor was opening the underwear washing machine that Cheng Zhu had mentioned wanting to buy for her, taking out two freshly washed panties to hang and dry.
One was black lace, and the other was light gray lace.
After hanging up the matching sets of lingerie, she squatted down to water the potted plants on the balcony.
As she crouched, her hips curved into a full and round shape, carrying a hint of an urban mature woman's unique charm.
After watering, the counselor absentmindedly fiddled with the leaves and branches, her mind drifting a bit.
She was pondering whether to buy Cheng Zhu a birthday cake.
She hoped that each year, she could celebrate her birthday just like the last, together with Cheng Zhu.
But she wasn't sure if Cheng Zhu wanted to spend his birthday with her.
"He's different from me."
