Jiang Taoshi faintly heard the voices of children in her ears, drowsy and unable to hear clearly, she instinctively wanted to listen more attentively, and her drowsiness began to fade, but she was not completely awake yet.
Opening her eyes, she looked around, everything seemed a bit unfamiliar, until her gaze fell on the light gauze stirred by the Sea Wind, and only then did she fully wake up.
She remembered that last night was her first overnight stay at Shen Siyuan's home.
And the voices she heard were those of Dou Dou and Duoduo; as for Xiao Yue, she was always quiet, not uttering a word.
She got out of bed, drew the curtains, and sunlight streamed in from outside.
Passing through her thin-as-gauze nightgown, it left a hazy and charming silhouette.
Jiang Taoshi was not tall, but her figure was well-proportioned, full-bodied, giving off a sense of lush abundance. According to Northern people, this meant she looked very auspicious and had the appearance of good fortune.
