Qin Nanyu seemed oblivious to the astonished gazes around him, walking calmly up to Ji Weitian. His long fingers hooked a stray lock of her hair that had fallen onto her cheek and gently tucked it behind her ear, affectionately parting his lips.
"When you have friends over, how much longer do you plan to look at me like this? When we're alone, you can look all you want."
Ji Weitian: "???"
His words seemed to make sense, but she felt like something was off.
What did he mean by saying that when they were alone, she could look as much as she wanted? She was looking at him only because…
Ji Weitian tried to explain, but Qin Nanyu had already withdrawn his hand, taking his son from her arms and stepping toward the dining room.
