As the evening deepened, the two walked home together.

Entering the apartment building, they stepped into the elevator. In the next moment, the young girl suddenly broke free from their clasped hands, leaping onto him like an octopus, impossible to pull off.

But that wasn't enough. Chen Xi leaned forward, pressing her small face against Yan Feng's collar, inhaling the scent mixed within, and murmured contentedly:

"Hey... Uncle... can we hurry home? Please..."