For a whole week, Jasmine Yale had been tutoring Chale Cheney on his homework in the evenings, always postponing her plans with Sylvan Cheney.
So as not to disturb Chale Cheney's sleep, during her afternoon tea breaks, she would sneak into the lounge, turn on her tablet, and video call Chale Cheney.
However, afternoon tea only lasted half an hour, so everything had to be rushed.
Luckily, the little boy didn't have much homework.
"Jasy, look at this rocking horse, I assembled it all by myself!" Chale Cheney excitedly held up his golden little rocking horse to show Jasmine Yale.
"What a clever little darling. Take this to the next art class, the teacher will love it."
"Okay."
Chale Cheney had just finished his bath, his little cheeks flushed, making one want to give him a kiss.
Jasmine Yale wanted to hug him through the screen.
The little guy wasn't just cute; he was exceptionally handsome with long eyelashes, double eyelids, a high nose bridge, and jet-black hair.
