It made Ding Yixin's eyes look even deeper.
Rong Xingyu could not help swallowing his saliva without he realized.
How had he not noticed before that Doctor Rong also had such a… subtly seductive side?
The movements of Ding Yixin's hands came to a halt and he simply wrapped an arm around Rong Xingyu's waist.
He looked at Rong Xingyu as if he was silently asking with his gaze why Rong Xingyu had stopped him just now.
"I–I'm a little tired," Rong Xingyu did not dare to meet Ding Yixin's eyes. He instinctively looked to the right and said softly, almost like he was acting spoiled, "Can we rest a bit earlier tonight?"
Ding Yixin raised his hand and touched Rong Xingyu's cheek, his thumb gently rubbing at the spot behind his ear.
"Of course we can," Ding Yixin said slowly as he looked at Rong Xingyu.
Rong Xingyu lowered his head and both of his hands clutching the hem of his own clothes.
