Xia Weiyi was slightly dazed.
"What you say goes..."
Such sweet words.
But the next second, what surprised her even more, was the warmth she felt in front of her as Ye Che suddenly stretched out his hand, pulling her into his embrace, and then he lowered his head slightly, kissing her forehead gently.
The fiery passion cooled, leaving only a cascade of rain-like tenderness.
It made Xia Weiyi instantly feel so sweet that she brought up a faint smile.
Ye Che looked up, holding onto Xia Weiyi's shoulders, ready to leave the room. Xia Weiyi raised her arms, tugging at Ye Che's sleeve, and said a bit shyly,
"Ye Che, you go ahead, I'll come in a while. It wouldn't be too good if grandpa and grandma saw us."
"Don't worry, I'm here," Xia Weiyi's words made Ye Che feel a pang of distress. After pausing, he held her hand reassuringly.
Xia Weiyi shook her head, pushing Ye Che to go out, and considerately said, "Go on, it's your birthday today, don't make grandpa and grandma unhappy."
