The only sound left in the room was the humming of the hairdryer. Halfway through, Bai Su let go and steadily supported the girl's body as she leaned back.
"Eat something before you sleep, or else you'll get a stomachache tonight."
He wanted to pick her up, but Rong Zhi turned around first and wrapped her arms around him.
The girl, half-awake, muddledly clung to him and snuggled into his embrace.
Her forehead rested against Bai Su's neck, her voice low and soft, "I'm a bit sleepy... I'll eat later, don't stay up too late next time..."
Upon hearing this, Bai Su's heart instantly felt a tender ache, melting.
He held Rong Zhi, patting her back to comfort her, "I'm sorry, it's my fault."
Listening to her rarely softened voice, Bai Su slightly regretted his indulgence from the previous night. He had tried hard to restrain himself, but there were moments when he couldn't help but lose control.
