Zhao Gushen smiled and suddenly lifted his hand, gently placing his palm on the top of Ye Fei's head.
Ye Fei was stunned for a moment, feeling the gentle force from the top of her head.
"Good luck tomorrow." Zhao Gushen said softly, his palm gently rubbing the top of her head twice.
Ye Fei's heart suddenly accelerated, and she replied softly, "Okay."
"Then get some rest early, I'm going to sleep." Zhao Gushen said gently, "Don't stay up too late, so you'll have enough energy to face the competition tomorrow."
"Mm, I'm going to sleep now too." Ye Fei obediently said.
Every time he saw her being so obedient, Zhao Gushen couldn't help himself.
He almost didn't want to leave, just wanted to pull her into his arms and hold her tightly.
But in the end, he went out holding a pillow and quilt.
With him there, Ye Fei felt embarrassed to easily leave the bedroom.
Luckily, she had already washed up before Zhao Gushen arrived.
Otherwise, she feared it would be awkward like last time.
