Li Yanan glanced at his hands and spoke in a deep voice.
Lin Tuantuan pouted and ran towards the restroom on her little legs.
As for Li Yanan, he walked unhurriedly behind Lin Zhenxin. Having just showered, the man now had a particularly fresh scent.
"I don't want you to be my crutch."
Li Yanan looked down at her from above, a faint blush still lingering on her fair little face.
"Then what do you want me to be?"
As long as it's something you want me to do, I'm willing.
The latter words, however, Lin Zhenxin didn't utter, perhaps out of shyness or sadness.
"I want you to..."
Li Yanan reached out and grazed her cheek. Having just showered, his palm was warm.
As he traced her cheek, it tickled, yet caused Lin Zhenxin to feel deeply moved.
"Hmm?" From the restroom, the sound of Lin Tuantuan washing her hands could still be heard, making Lin Zhenxin's heart pound again.
"Be my sweetheart."
At the moment those words left her mouth, Lin Zhenxin shyly curled her fingers.
