Being touched so affectionately on his head, Long Qingyu only felt that a corner of his heart became soft, as if it was struck by an electric current in an instant.
And Shen Yufeng's smile was so hearty and gentle that it made him feel like he was in the spring breeze.
For a moment, Long Qingyu felt somewhat flustered and a bit embarrassed.
He pushed Shen Yufeng's hand away and said sheepishly, "I'm not a pet!"
Upon hearing this, Shen Yufeng couldn't help but laugh, his face full of tenderness, and his gaze fell on An Xiaoyu's face with a playful smile.
"Well, truly like siblings, saying the same things!"
Shen Yufeng's remark reminded An Xiaoyu of the conversation she once had with Shen Yufeng, and she couldn't help but blush.
At that time, she had already returned home, met Shen Yufeng again, and then he said he wanted to marry her, which she found somewhat absurd and kept refusing.
