Possibly from being used to being pounced on, Yan Yan's body instinctively put down the phone and caught her.
The soft little body with a milky scent once again nestled into his arms.
He couldn't help but hold her tighter, carefully savoring the moment.
Then he asked slowly, "What's up?"
Yun Qiluo took the opportunity to bury her head in his chest, taking a deep breath before looking up.
Her eyelashes fluttered, her eyes very bright;
"There wasn't anything else at school, so I came back first. The official start of school is tomorrow."
"Oh."
The man responded flatly without adding more words.
In reality, his attention was fully on the soft, fragrant body in his arms.
However, Yun Qiluo thought he didn't want to pay attention to her and pouted a little.
Then she remembered something, immediately got up from his arms, and began rummaging through her bag like she was offering treasure.
