His gaze lingered unabashedly on her features. A few seconds later, he suddenly let go.
With a 'clack'.
The heavy English textbook fell onto the floor, emitting a loud noise.
On the couch, Mo Weiyi gave a start. Then, she opened her eyes.
Her little face, flush from sleep, showed signs of momentary bewilderment and confusion.
The next second, her catlike eyes blinked twice, her eyebrows arched and her mouth formed into a sweet smile, "Xiaobai."
She stood straight up from the sofa and raised her hands to wrap around the man's neck, coquettishly, "Why didn't you wake me up when you returned?"
The man stood there unmoved, his voice chill, "Dad said you're unwell. He asked me to check on you."
"I'm not." Mo Weiyi looked at the man's handsome jawline and pouted, "I was planning to memorize a few words but fell asleep. English is too hard..."
"In that case, stop reading."
