Her voice was soft and tender, like a helpless child. Ji Yanchen's heart instantly softened as he walked over to her, slightly lifting the lying Ye Li into his arms, "Can't sleep?"
"Mmm, I miss Grandpa." Ye Li wrapped her arms around Ji Yanchen's neck, lightly sniffing the tea fragrance on him, and took a deep breath, "I've thought it through, Grandpa will live a long life."
None of her wishes had ever come true, the heavens couldn't be that unfair. At least this wish, it must be granted to her.
Ji Yanchen: "Mmm, Grandpa is just temporarily tired, taking a short nap."
Ye Li nodded vigorously and said to him, "When Grandpa wakes up, we'll play chess with him, take him for a walk."
"Okay." Ji Yanchen gently patted her back, soothing her as if comforting a child, "Sleep a little longer."
