After Su Ningyan had soothed An An, she returned to her room and found that Zhuo Junyue was not in the bathroom or the study.
Where did he go at this time?
Yawning, Su Ningyan looked out the window at the tree branches swaying wildly in the wind.
In Ning City during winter, the sea winds always felt especially cold.
She lay on her bed, not quite used to having her uncle absent.
About half an hour later, Zhuo Junyue returned to find Su Ningyan already in bed.
He went to the bathroom to wash his hands first, and then returned to the bed.
"Honey, can't you fall asleep without me?"
Naturally, Su Ningyan reached out and nestled into his arms.
Zhuo Junyue, smelling her distinct fragrance, couldn't help but slip a hand inside her pajamas.
"Honey, you're not wearing a bra..."
Zhuo Junyue sneered playfully, giving her a squeeze.
"Ah... Don't pinch me."
Ningyan was ticklish, causing her to burrow even further into his arms.
