Huo Yingcheng, Yu Bao'er (47)

After Yu Bao'er opened the door, seeing Yu Bao'er in her pajamas, a dark glow flickered across his eyes. "Why are you opening the door only now? Have you just woken up? You really can sleep."

"Yeah, I slept late last night."

Yu Bao'er subconsciously cleared a path, turning her body sideways for Huo Yingcheng to enter.

Yu Bao'er saw him carrying something.

Looks like food.

She felt secretly happy about it, but she feigned nonchalance and asked, "You… you even came to look for me today. Then why didn't you reply to my message?"

Huo Yingcheng set down the things on the living room table, then turned around and rolled his eyes at Yu Bao'er. "Qingjiu asked me to come over to check if you're dead or not."

Despite his disgruntled tone, Yu Bao'er knew that Qingjiu's original words certainly weren't that. Smiling happily, she said, "Qingjiu is wonderful."

She walked over and started flipping open the bags Huo Yingcheng brought over.