Someone felt warm inside.
Sometimes, the most heartwarming thing when two people are together isn't the everyday intimacy that couples share, but discovering the small, silent gestures the other has made.
Behind these small acts were three words written all over.
Caring for you.
Zhao Rong touched the Sumeru Object inside his sleeve, then let go of it.
He didn't bring any alcohol.
Well, even if he had brought some, he probably couldn't drink it now because there was a little girl beside him who despised his drinking.
To this day, Zhao Rong could still hear Qian'er's occasional complaints about her "Uncle Bai," who had given him alcohol on their wedding night...
As Zhao Rong chuckled to himself.
Zhao Qian'er looked back at him then turned around.
Her petite body was crouched, squatting in front of Zhao Rong.
The latter sat on the eaves, so their height difference wasn't too apparent.
