Actually, xiajun Zihao just didn't want Xie Yan 'er to be tired.
Xie Yan 'er pouted unhappily, but she didn't say anything.
She thought to herself that he wouldn't even know if she sneaked into the kitchen to cook.
Xie Yan 'er wanted to say something, but she didn't know what to say.
The person who had once been the closest to her was now really a little distant.
In the past, Xie Yan 'er could say anything in front of xiajun Zihao. She could tell him whatever troubles she had and he would settle them for her.
She was unscrupulous at that time only because of his indulgence and pampering.
But now, she couldn't be unscrupulous.
But at this moment, she was still reluctant to leave his room, because there was his scent here. Even if she just sat there quietly, she wanted to stay a little longer. To xiajun Zihao, Xie Yan 'er's presence here made his heart feel less empty.
The two of them remained silent for a while, each with their own thoughts.
