His fingertip gently caressed the slightly swollen, crimson lips of the young girl, wiping away the enticing gloss left behind, bit by bit.
"Zhizhi." Shi Wei murmured the little girl's name, burying himself in her neck, greedily and obsessively taking in that faint sweet fragrance.
Yu Zhi gave a soft response, wrapping her arms around his slim waist and leaning dependently on his shoulder: "Did you finish handling the matters over there?"
"Mm."
"Did you eat the takeout?"
"I ate." For the first time, Shi Wei lied in order to keep the little girl from worrying. And luckily, she didn't catch the expression on his face at that moment; otherwise... he would've been exposed.
Yu Zhi didn't overthink. She leaned back slightly, gazing into those almond-shaped, upward-curving eyes and stroking his weary cheeks: "It's late, go get some rest first."
