When Yi Liangze walked into the living room, he looked slightly tipsy, but his steps were still steady.
The two children had already fallen asleep. He Yi sat on the sofa and focused on her cell phone. When she heard the sound of the door being pushed open, she looked up, put down her cell phone, and said, "You're back."
She got up and went to brew barley tea for Yi Liangze. She served him and asked, "Have the chiefs rested?"
"Yes." Yi Liangze took two sips of barley tea. As he put down the cup, he pulled He Yi into his arms. "You haven't slept?"
"I'm waiting for you." He Yi smiled faintly. Her warm and affectionate words did not contain any greasy air. They were naturally as light as a blooming jasmine flower.
"Oh!" Yi Liangze narrowed his eyes and the corners of his mouth curled up wickedly. The throbbing of his throat revealed the thoughts in his heart at that moment. His arm tightened. "You miss me!"
