"Uncle Xiaobao, I'm done eating."
He Ziyi's soft voice brought him back to reality.
Pei Yuanchen glanced over and saw she'd already put down her knife and fork, looking up at him obediently.
Pei Yuanchen stared at her for a while, suddenly curled his lips and said, "Hmm."
"Then... I'll brush my teeth and go to bed." Ziyi's cheeks turned slightly red as she got down barefoot.
It was strange; whenever this man smiled at her, she felt her face flush and heart racing.
If he weren't right in front of her, Ziyi would have wanted to cover her burning cheeks with her hands.
As she straightened up, a sharp pain made her gasp.
"Wait." Pei Yuanchen stood up and walked to her side, then scooped her up horizontally.
Ziyi wrapped her arms around his neck, feeling a sweetness in her heart.
The man looked down, taking in her silly smile.
