The living room was very quiet.
Qiao Yuxian crouched on the ground, her head leaning against Gu Yanjing's leg.
Gu Yanjing looked down at her and, after a moment, gently patted her head.
Feeling the warmth of his hand, Qiao Yuxian held onto his hand and pulled it forward a bit, placing it on her face.
Gu Yanjing's hand stroked her face.
Neither of them spoke, but Qiao Yuxian's heart gradually calmed down.
She closed her eyes, feeling the warmth of Gu Yanjing's hand soothing her inner turmoil.
After a while, she heard footsteps approaching.
Small footsteps, quite hurried.
It was obviously Little Zhi Ang's.
She didn't open her eyes and just continued to listen.
Gu Yanjing also heard the footsteps, but he didn't look up, keeping his gaze fixed on Qiao Yuxian's long eyelashes.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Qiao Zhiang standing in front of him, and then...
His small hand suddenly grabbed Gu Yanjing's fingers, forcefully pulling his hand away from Qiao Yuxian's face.
