"I don't want to separate from her," said Xiao Moli, looking downwards.
He didn't want to be away from An Ziqi for even a second.
Nuoyan rolled his eyes at him, "I told you to tell her earlier, what were you doing all this time?"
"I did tell her, but she was asleep and didn't hear it," Xiao Moli's voice carried a hint of grievance.
Nuoyan found this rather amusing and couldn't help but give him another knock on the head.
"How could I have such a clueless son."
Xiao Moli hung his head in silence. He had just mustered up the courage to tell her, never expecting her to be asleep.
In recent times, An Ziqi had been preoccupied with An Siqing's matters. He didn't have the chance to talk to her again, and now she seemed to recall everything on her own.
Seeing him looking miserable, Nuoyan finally couldn't stand it and cajoled him for a while.
After getting out of the car, an obviously grumpy Xiao Chengyu dragged him straight to the bathroom.