Dawn quietly arrived.
Song Yun woke up particularly early today.
Because he was about to go out on business soon, Song Yun didn't sleep as soundly as usual.
After kissing Little Gangbeng on the head, who slept beside him, Song Yun dressed and went out.
On the lawn outside the Song Family house.
Qingluan was sitting in a chair.
In front of her was a drawing board.
At this moment, the sun that had changed the sky was about to rise. Although the sky was still somewhat dim, it was a rare coolness in the summer.
Looking at Qingluan's gray and white painting on the board, Song Yun said, "Why are you up so early? I thought since we're heading out soon, you should catch up on sleep."
"I wanted to paint, then couldn't fall asleep, so I got up to wait here."
Qingluan said with a smile.
