Ji Yanchen tucked her hair behind her ears before he got out of the car and carried her from the passenger seat.
"Umm..." Ye Li felt a bit uncomfortable and instinctively rubbed her small head against Ji Yanchen's chest, murmuring softly, "Ji Yanchen... don't make noise."
During this time, Ye Li's warm breath tickled Ji Yanchen's neck, causing a heat to rise within him. The culprit of the sensation seemingly had no clue and even leaned closer to Ji Yanchen's neck, as if searching for a pillow.
Ji Yanchen hesitated for a moment, then looked down at Ye Li, "Ye Li, don't move."
His voice was half helpless, half indulgent. Ye Li must have heard him because she obediently stayed still without moving again.
Elder Master Ji was already waiting at the door, dressed in a Tang suit with anticipation for their arrival. He stood tall with his walking stick, exuding vitality. It took a while before Elder Master Ji finally saw Ji Yanchen carrying Ye Li in.