Ning Wei continued to ramble about her busy schedule.
Looking at Feng An Yu's face, she was a bit worried that the man was unhappy because he wouldn't get to pull her into basketball practice. Right now, Ning Wei was doing her best to appease the man. She considered practicing longer when she was no longer that busy.
After speaking for a long time, Ning Wei finally stopped when she noticed the slight tilt on Feng An Yu's face.
Her instinct was telling her that something was off.
"You're silly." Feng An Yu reached to pat Ning Wei's hair again. He did not retract his hand, even after Ning Wei shot him a look. "It's fine if you're busy with work. Why are you explaining so much?"
Ning Wei pursed her lips.
She thought about Feng An Yu's expression earlier and wondered if this man was teasing her again.
Her mind was on Feng An Yu's hand on her head.
Feng An Yu's caress was gentle. If she were not in her right mind, she might as well let out a soft purr like a kitten.
