When Yue manzhu heard Anlan Xintong's words, she smiled. She stretched out her hand and gently patted Anlan Xintong's back, saying,""Alright, you can do whatever you want."
Actually, to Yue manzhu, it was fine as long as an LAN Xintong was happy.
Hearing Yue manzhu's pampering voice, Anlan Xintong raised her head and looked at him."I feel like I'm getting lazier and lazier."
"Tong 'er isn't lazy. If you're tired, then have a good rest."
In fact, from Yue manzhu's point of view, Anlan Xintong was really very diligent, busy with this and that every day.
Sometimes, she wouldn't listen even if he tried to persuade her.
Yue manzhu clearly knew in her heart that Anlan Xintong was busy because of him.
Yue manzhu also felt heartache for an LAN Xintong.
As Yue manzhu spoke, she lowered her head and kissed an LAN Xintong's hair, her voice filled with tender love and heartache.
