When Bai Yan returned home, it was the middle of the night.
An Xiaowan, this silly girl, couldn't hold off her sleepiness and lay curled up on the sofa, just like a cute little kitten.
Bai Yan entered home quietly, and although he didn't make a sound, unexpectedly An Xiaowan murmured as she propped her delicate body from the sofa, sleepily looking at Bai Yan.
"Brother Yan, you're back."
An Xiaowan, like a pet yearning for its owner, stretched her pale white arms and acted coquettishly; her beautiful eyes were still slightly squinted, she was really too tired.
"Silly girl, why haven't you gone to sleep yet?"
Bai Yan walked over with a light laugh, and An Xiaowan's arms naturally wrapped around Bai Yan's neck.
"Ugh, I'm dead tired, Brother Yan, what mischief have you been up to again, coming back so late?"
An Xiaowan wrinkled her little nose in dissatisfaction, mumbling while leaning against Bai Yan.
