Luo Luo wants to watch anime, and Yan Yan indulges her, thinking that if this little one gets bored, who knows what mischief she might get into. It's better to let her stay quietly in the room watching anime.
He just went to the study next door to get some materials and his laptop, handling the files that had accumulated throughout the day, while keeping an eye on her.
Before long, he noticed that Luo Luo was starting to get restless.
At first, she kept rolling back and forth on the bed, then she lost interest in the anime, sighing every now and then like a little old soul.
Initially, Yan Yan paid it no mind, but eventually, he stopped working and glanced at her.
The young girl was sitting on the bed, gazing at the snowflakes dancing outside the floor-to-ceiling window, her little brows slightly furrowed, with a pouty, unhappy look on her delicate little face.
Yan Yan's heart tightened, and he furrowed his brows: "Are you feeling unwell?"
Luo Luo shook her head.
