Exiting his son's bedroom, Gai Wenhao walked back to the stairs. He didn't go upstairs; instead, he went downstairs to the living room.
"Bai Sister, turn down the heat by two degrees, it's too hot in here, making one restless!"
In fact, for an elderly person, especially someone like Gai Wenhao who has just returned from the warm beaches abroad, warmer temperatures are better.
But children have a fast metabolism, and staying in an overly warm room is not good for their health. This act of the elderly was naturally for the consideration of the little one.
Hearing Bai Sister's agreement, the old man then turned around, went upstairs, returned to his room, undressed, and lay on the bed, but closed his eyes without any intention of sleeping.
In his mind's eye, the little one's delicate, adorable face kept appearing.
Jiayu?
The name isn't quite vulgar. This Xia Nuan was only mentioned by his son as his high school classmate, someone he had never met. What kind of girl is she?
