C81 Little white

At daybreak, Jiang Xiaobai subconsciously touched the left side.

Unexpectedly, it was empty, there was only one person on the bed, and the Widow Chen had already left.

Jiang Xiaobai's clothes were neatly folded and placed on top of the bed.

It was as if nothing had happened last night, as if it were just a dream.

However