After seeing off Mom and my older brother, Qin Yanyang returned to the villa.
Yang Fei had already cleaned up the kitchen.
Qin Yanyang said, "Please make me a glass of orange juice."
"Okay, go watch the movie first," Yang Fei said.
Having spent many days together, Qin Yanyang and he no longer stood on ceremony over such trivial matters, so she went upstairs first.
When Yang Fei brought the juice upstairs, Qin Yanyang was sitting barefoot on the couch, watching an old movie on TV.
"It doesn't matter whether it's domestic or foreign, the old movies are more enjoyable," Yang Fei said with a smile.
Qin Yanyang nodded repeatedly, "Yeah, the recent movies from home and abroad haven't been good."
She took a delightful sip of the fresh orange juice that Yang Fei passed her while watching the movie, clearly enjoying herself.
Yang Fei was also content, sitting at the other end of the sofa, both of them watching the movie.
