The two of them curled up on the sofa and watched TV for a while. Perhaps because they were tired, shi nuannuan leaned into his arms and fell asleep unknowingly.
Xiang Yi felt that the person in his arms was not moving at all. He lowered his head slightly and his gaze stopped on her thick and curly eyelashes. Then, he slowly moved his arms and carried her up. He walked towards the bedroom with light steps.
“Xiang Yi...”
Placing her gently on the bed, Shi Nuannuan found a comfortable position and slept soundly. She softly called his name.
He stood up and paused. When he heard her call his name in his sleep, the corners of his lips curled up slightly.
Although he still had an uncle who loved him dearly in this world, in the past twenty-seven years, other than his mother who had passed away, he had not experienced this feeling of being missed by others for a long time.
