Every time he thought of Yun Qiluo falling sound asleep on his chest while watching a romance movie, Mr. Yan felt a deep sense of helplessness inside.
His Little Gua, when will she finally grow up?
Of course, if Yan Yan knew that all his efforts during this period were less effective than a few words from Song Shijia, who knows what he would think...
Tonight, Yun Qiluo was uncharacteristically sleepless, even with a beautiful woman as a pillow, she couldn't fall asleep.
She couldn't help but open her eyes and look up at him.
The late autumn moonlight was cold and quiet, spilling into the room through the glass windows on the terrace.
Illuminating the man's breathtakingly beautiful face.
He was asleep, and the usually aggressive look of his face seemed much softer.
Yun Qiluo was momentarily lost in thought; the beautiful woman was truly good-looking.
Snap back to her senses, she snuggled closer into his embrace.
Burying her little face entirely in his chest.
