Xiang Yi knew what Shi Yu was thinking but she didn't expose him and instead pulled him to sit down.
While sensing the softness of the sofa, a trace of shock appeared in Shi Yu's eyes.
It turns out that there's such a comfortable thing in this world!
He thought this was happy enough, but he didn't expect that the next second, Xiang Yi handed him a fluffy blanket, and a rabbit doll.
"Here." The young girl's skin was so fair under the sunlight that she seemed to be glowing. "I'm going to start reading the story then."
Shi Yu stiffly nodded and subconsciously hugged the stuffed rabbit in his arms tightly.
... It was soft.
With Xiang Yi at home, it seemed that everything was soft.
Like her.
All of this was what Shi Yu never even dared to think about.
The sun was warm, just like Xiang Yi's tender voice. It didn't take long for Shi Yu to get sleepy.