Ye Xixi lay on his shoulder, her little mouth whispering something in his ear, making Ying Jingyao frequently burst into laughter.
Ye Yihan also got down from his seat, pursing his small mouth, with an expression of anticipation yet restraint on his little face.
Ying Jingyao's eyebrows concealed a soft smile, and when speaking with Ye Xixi, he occasionally looked tenderly at Ye Xiao, with deep feelings he couldn't hide in his gaze.
Ye Xiao slightly curled her lips, "How did you know we were here?"
Ying Jingyao raised his eyebrows, walked to her, and stared warmly at her, "Wherever you are, how could I not know."
"..." Ye Xiao was silent for two seconds, her cheeks eventually blushing slightly, and she glared at Ying Jingyao, "Since when did you learn to be so smooth-talking?"
"Heh..." Ying Jingyao chuckled softly, his gaze at Ye Xiao growing deeper and more intense.
