Yun Qiluo hummed softly, not speaking.
The expression on her little face was obvious: I'm angry, don't talk to me!
Yan Yan: "..."
Wasn't she fine when we came back in the afternoon? Why is she upset again?
Girls' moods really change like the weather.
Or maybe after thinking about it, she feels even more wronged?
Yan Yan isn't someone who easily admits defeat, but every time she cries, he not only apologizes but wishes he could give her his heart.
He's already swallowed his pride several times today, so what's one more?
He took the initiative to hold her in his arms, gently rubbing her small face, coaxing her patiently.
During this time, Yun Qiluo's eyes flickered a few times, almost breaking her resolve.
But in the end, she held strong.
She made up her mind that she must not be easily coaxed this time!
Yan Yan finally asked her, "Still up for a walk?"
Yun Qiluo couldn't hold it in, speaking up immediately, "Yes."
