Yun Jiao nuzzled her face against his chest again, mmm, she really felt so happy.
She wondered if she might have a bit of skin hunger; she remembered reading an article once, saying sensitive people tend to have this condition, and hugs are a good remedy.
Yun Jiao let out a soft sigh of comfort,
and the purring sound, like a little kitty, melted Jiang Youzhi's heart.
He wished he could hold her this way all the time, never wanting to let go.
But of course, there are always those who spoil the moment in this world.
Just then, someone knocked on the door, and at the same time, Lady Wu's voice came through, "San Lang, you're in there, right?"
"Come out quickly, I learned a dish from Guihua today, salted fried beef, come try it and see if it's good."
Lady Wu was eager now to make up for everything her son had missed, eager for Jiang Youzhi to grow close to her.
Yun Jiao was startled by Lady Wu's voice and quickly pushed Jiang Youzhi away.
