As Yan Nansheng pushed the door open, the excitement and jubilation in his heart vanished at the sight of Feng Yanyan curled up like a kitten on the sofa.
This girl...
He had thought she would be pleading for his forgiveness, pitifully, but to his surprise... she was actually asleep!
After closing the door, he walked over, crouched in front of the sofa, and looked at Feng Yanyan's sleeping face.
With her eyes closed, she slept soundly, her nostrils moving slightly, and her cheeks even flushed with the warmth of sleep...
She's just like a little pig!
Unable to resist, he reached out, pinched her little nose, and counted silently in his heart: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5...
Feng Yanyan wrinkled her brow, made a soft noise, and then opened her eyes.
Yan Nansheng immediately dropped his hand and looked at her sternly.
"Brother Sheng," Feng Yanyan hurriedly sat up from the sofa, straightened her hair, then took his hand and asked quietly, "Is your meeting over?"
