Sometimes misunderstandings are a good thing, some misunderstandings only deepen relationships~
He Jinxia dropped this phrase, twisted the soft flesh on Sheng Yan's waist, and then quickly stood up and ran to her room.
Sheng Yan watched her retreating figure and couldn't help but lower his head and smile. The smile that hung on his lips, as Zhang Ming would say, was a rare smile that graced the world, akin to the salvation of all beings.
Sheng Yan was usually cold in temperament, and besides his parents, probably only He Jinxia could make him break this rule.
Sheng Yan rested and slept in her room, while He Jinxia moved a chair next to him and started reading a script.
By noon, when the takeout He Jinxia ordered arrived, she woke Sheng Yan up for lunch.
Having slept, Sheng Yan's spirit was much better, and he asked her what she planned to do in the afternoon.
