Li Yanan's voice was deep and magnetic, carrying a hint of coaxing tone.
He Zhenxin only felt her own heartbeat becoming more and more uncontrollable.
Clearly, she was already twenty-seven, no longer the naive little girl, yet in front of this man, she was still at a loss.
Like a child!
"He Zhenxin."
He Zhenxin whispered her own name, but for some reason, a vague feeling of guilt surged in her heart.
"Zhenxin, it's truly a good name." Li Yanan leaned against the door, softly reciting her name.
He Zhenxin's cheeks flushed suddenly, feeling she was almost going crazy.
"I am Li Yanan, you can call me Yannan, because I don't like my surname."
He Zhenxin looked up at him blankly upon hearing this.
These words seemed so familiar...
Like someone had once said it to her...
Who was it?
In the bathroom.
He Zhenxin had never bathed a child before; she stood there cluelessly as Lin Tuantuan threw a pile of little yellow ducks into the bathtub, letting them float on the water.
