In the evening, Sister Kang and the caregiver were sent away by Jiang Kechu, leaving him alone to take care of the mother and her three children.
The two little ones were coaxed to sleep again, and Jiang Kechu looked at Wan Chuer with a bit of a wandering mind.
Now it was truly a high sky, a dark moonlit night, and most importantly, it was just him and Wan Chuer, alone together.
The two little monkeys temporarily didn't count as people, anyway, they were sound asleep, completely unaware of anything.
Wan Chuer was about to lay down and rest. She called out to Jiang Kechu, "Call me if they wake up," but when she looked up, she saw that intense, burning gaze of his.
After months of being under Africa's ultraviolet rays, Jiang Kechu's skin had turned a bronze color, and the tight lines of muscles were really attractive in the light.
