Su Xiaoling was a little distracted. She was worried that Zhou Heng would chat with her.
However, even after washing the dishes, Zhou Heng did not speak. The two of them were very quiet, as if they had a natural tacit understanding.
Their gazes met and Zhou Heng smiled.
After cleaning up the dishes, the two of them came out of the kitchen together. Zhou Heng smiled and said, "Xiaoling, I'm going back to my room to sleep. Sweet dreams."
Su Xiaoling nodded and replied gently, "Alright, Little Brother Heng, you too."
After returning to her room, Su Xiaoling heaved a sigh of relief.
She walked to the bed and saw that Su Xiaolu was still sleeping soundly. Her breathing was even. She smiled slightly, extinguished the candlelight, and carefully went to bed.
In her daze, Su Xiaolu would subconsciously burrow into her arms.
