At that time, she felt that Yan Sihan was quite committed to his promise.
"It seems like you used to hate it when I cried." She sniffed, then wiped her tears on the man's clothes.
The man spoke softly, "I didn't hate it, just felt headaches." This little girl, once she started crying, it never seemed to stop. When he was younger, he didn't have much patience, so it was quite a headache for him.
But gradually, he found this little girl's crying very cute.
During the last few days before they arrived in the Capital, the girl had grown up, and he felt like teasing her.
However, every time he had to suppress the urge to tease and patiently coax her, and on the wedding night, he really wanted to calm down and coax her properly.
Yet, he couldn't help himself.
Being near this girl seemed to make him lose more and more self-control.
"Does your head hurt now?"
"Hmm."
"What do you mean by 'hmm'?"
