Ye Wangchuan held her hand and led her to the dining area. Then, he lowered his eyes and reluctantly let go. His voice was low. "You didn't rest well last night?"
After he let go, Qiao Nian touched the underside of her eyes and looked up at him. "Huh? Do I have dark circles under my eyes?"
The girl's skin was so fair that even the slightest trace could be seen.
A layer of greenish-purple skin under her eyes betrayed her. Her eyelids were slightly droopy and the corners of her eyes were red.
Qiao Nian did not wait for him to answer and casually said, "I spent some time adapting the song last night. I don't think I rested enough. I'll be fine after I catch up on my sleep tonight."
Ye Wangchuan's fingers gently brushed past the tired part under her eyes. His eyes were filled with love, but he did not say anything.
