There was only the sound of an Yuan packing his documents in the office. It was so quiet that it was a little strange.
An Shilin's hand, which was tying up the opening of his shirt, paused. A string in his heart seemed to have been moved.
His eyes darkened as he looked up at the little girl standing on the sofa.
The little girl was drowsy and looked at him with a confused face. She was not on guard at all and looked innocent and naive.
A person's most honest moments were probably when they were drunk or when they woke up in the morning. So, this 'brother' came from the bottom of her heart?
Cheng Anyue felt that she hadn't slept well, so she yawned.
Since an Shijin did not reply, she continued,""Brother ..."
However, before she could say the word "brother," she realized that something was wrong. Her small face flushed red and she lowered her head, not daring to look him in the eye.
