She squinted her eyes and quickly fell asleep.
You Jiaoyang sat on the floor with her, making sure she was asleep. Thinking of the steak he hadn't had a chance to cook, he instinctively tried to pull his hand away from Yin Su's palm.
But as soon as he pulled his fingers out a little, Yin Su gripped them tightly.
"Brother Wang Yue, don't go." Yin Su muttered in her sleep, tears brimming at the corners of her eyes.
You Jiaoyang's expression froze slightly.
He gazed at Yin Su's beautiful and enchanting face, gently tracing it with his fingers. After a moment, he carefully withdrew his fingers and went barefoot to the kitchen to cook.
The Xu Family Courtyard was filled with laughter that night. Zhang Zhiyi, being a translator, was very sociable. By the end of the meal, she had bonded with Cheng Yue and Ye Mingluo.
