Xu Zijin lifted the corners of his lips, quickly realizing it was not the right moment to smile, and immediately suppressed it, returning to his cold expression.
A person who can so freely switch between indifference and wickedness, Yan Yinuo had to admit that she admired him.
"Click," Xu Zijin stooped down humbly to unbuckle her seatbelt and picked Yan Yinuo up from her seat.
Her weight was so light; it felt as if he wasn't holding anything at all.
Had she not eaten this year? Holding her was all bones and skin, uncomfortable to the touch.
Instinctively, he looked down, inadvertently glancing at her chest.
The winter clothes were too thick, revealing nothing, so Xu Zijin shifted his gaze calmly, as if he hadn't been caught peeking.
"Daddy looks really handsome today," Douya cheered, jumping alongside, looking in good spirits.
Yan Yinuo bit her lip, not saying a word.
"When isn't Daddy handsome?" Was it only today?
This comment backfired instead of being a compliment.
