Finally, Dan Tingye dialed Yao's number, asking him to come and drive, carefully placing her in the back seat and directly taking her back to the residential apartment.
She was truly exhausted. When he picked her up, she opened her eyes momentarily, but upon seeing him, she just gave a gentle smile and mumbled.
"Tingye, I dreamt about you again." Then her little head nestled into his arms and she fell back asleep.
This simple sentence nearly made Dan Tingye's arm tremble, almost causing him to drop her.
Does she often dream about him like this?
So often that she's grown accustomed to it?
Because of her unintentional dream-talk, Dan Tingye's mind couldn't settle for a long time. Gazing at her peaceful sleeping face, he held her tighter, almost pressing her into his body.
"Young master, we've arrived."
Yao parked the car at the entrance of the residential apartment and reported respectfully.
