Li Hanzhou escorted Qiao Yun to her front door, feeling quite reluctant to leave.
How did they arrive so quickly? He still hadn't spent enough time with the little girl.
"I'm going in now."
Qiao Yun didn't notice Li Hanzhou's reluctance, she had always been slow to catch on these things.
Li Hanzhou's tone rose at the end of his speech, "You're leaving just like that?"
Qiao Yun tilted her head, what else?
Li Hanzhou leisurely said, "Don't you feel like something's missing?"
Qiao Yun paused for a moment, then had a sudden realization, "I understand."
Just when Li Hanzhou thought Qiao Yun had gotten his hint, she instead extended her arms and gave Li Hanzhou a very friendly hug.
Qiao Yun hugged Li Hanzhou, and after rifling through her thoughts, she gently patted his back, "Good night, sweet dreams."
Li Hanzhou: "..." What's with this grandmotherly affection she's showing? Is she treating me like her grandkid?
