Bai Lin was a little confused and blushed. What did she have in common with a squirrel?
Yan Ruo clinked the milk bottle in his hand against Bai Lin's. Bai Lin was still in a daze and had a blank look on her face.
There seemed to be something flowing between the two of them like water. Under the warm light, the alone time between a man and a woman was always vague and indescribable. Yan Ruo felt that it was time to take it one step further and let Bai Lin understand his feelings.
He stared at Bai Lin's lips as she drank her milk. He looked at her beautiful jawline and her fair side profile.
Just as he was about to speak to her with one hand on the table, the door of the villa opened. Chu Yi had returned.
"Oh my, I'm so tired. I bought so many things. Thank you for helping me carry the bags. How can I thank you?"
