At this moment, Sheng Yang was making a process of elimination. Looking at her expression, one would think that she was making some major life decision.
She looked at the various subjects on the page, frowning. It was really hard to choose.
The man behind her put his hands on her shoulders very naturally and massaged them, easing the pressure. His eyes were gentle, and his voice was as warm as the wind. "Is it difficult to choose?" he asked with concern.
Yi Juncheng didn't mention anything about the arrival of the Sheng elderly couple during the day. His little girl was already busy enough. He didn't want to let some unimportant things distract her.
"Yes, it's difficult."
Sheng Yang frowned. She hadn't even struggled like this when she solved questions.
Yi Juncheng smiled and sat on the sofa beside her with his hand on the back of her chair. They looked particularly intimate. He leaned closer and gazed at her. "Why don't I help you choose?"
