Incense was lit, emitting an elegant and extremely pleasant fragrance. Deeply inhaling, she felt her body relax completely.
"Take a bath and have a good sleep, I'll take you out to play tomorrow," Xiao Chen walked up to her, his tall figure blocking her line of sight.
"Goodnight," Xiao Chen cradled her face and gently kissed her forehead.
The sudden warmth left Yun Yue somewhat stunned, but she quickly recovered, chuckling softly, "Goodnight."
Feng Family.
Feng Ye sat on the couch, distressed and irritable, as he watched his mother persuasively talk to him with a troubled face.
"Son, what do you think of Song Jia'er? If she's not to your liking, Ji Ling is also a good option, or how about Master Yao Nan's disciple Ruan Yingtong? She's quite charming and seems to bring good fortune," Mrs. Feng tirelessly flipped through photos on her iPad.
Feng Ye: "..."
"Mom! I don't like any of them, can you please stop pressuring me!" he stood up abruptly, shouting in anger.
