Wang Ran gently stroked down her leg from top to bottom, finally holding her toes and tenderly playing with them.
"Ah!"
Yiya couldn't help but scream out loud.
She shrank into the blanket in an instant, with only a strand of her black hair still peeking out from the blanket.
"Stop it!"
"You're so bad! You don't feel sorry for me at all!"
"Humph!"
Muffled voices came from beneath the blanket.
Wang Ran smiled, he twirled Yiya's feverish hair with his fingertips and spoke softly, "This hotel has been bought, you rest here in peace, I have to go out for a bit, I'll come back to see you in a few days."
"Ah?"
Yiya poked her little head out from the blanket, her voice filled with confused questions, "What could be so important that you can't stay with me a little longer, I've just woken up..."
A mischievous smile appeared on Wang Ran's face.