Han Yi took care of the kitten and asked Uncle Han to buy some canned cat food.
Then he patted Han Yuxuan's little face.
"Sweetie, now you're the kitten's guardian, so you're responsible for taking good care of it!"
"Okay, I'll take good care of it!"
Han Yi kissed her cheek, then changed clothes and walked out.
Tingxuan was wearing a long snow-colored coat, with a black scarf around his neck, paired with jeans and shiny Martin boots, exuding a handsome yet stern vibe.
His eyes were cold in the slightly chilly weather.
This kind of man standing on the roadside seemed very aloof.
Yet in his hand was a bouquet of bright red roses.
This added a touch of brightness and warmth to the early winter morning.
She stood in the yard, glanced at him, then opened the door and came out, pretending to ignore him as she walked straight ahead.
"Honey! Get in the car, I'll drive you to work!" He followed closely behind her.
