Ji Yang: "..."
Ji Yang looked at Xia Xiaochong, whose little face was flushed in the cold wind, eating the small octopus balls in small bites, extremely captivating, slightly pursing his lips.
Every family has its own issues.
"But you know, even though there are a lot of tedious things, our family of three is still very happy. My parents are very loving... Every year on their wedding anniversary and my birthday, we celebrate nicely."
Xia Xiaochong had a face full of smiles, and after speaking, she noticed Ji Yang staring deeply at her, her beautiful eyes froze for a moment.
"Uh... what's up?"
"Nothing."
Realizing his momentary lapse, Ji Yang slowly extended his thumb to wipe the corner of Xia Xiaochong's lips.
"Your mouth is all messy..."
Xia Xiaochong: "..."
The man's words were, as usual, plain as water, but the temperature of his fingertip was exceptionally warm.
