Although he didn't speak, Ye Fei could feel the movements of his head on her shoulder.
Ye Fei helplessly said, "Stand up straight and walk, aren't you tired like this?"
Zhao Gushen thought for a moment and said, "I want to lean on you like this."
Ye Fei couldn't help but laugh, "I'm not going anywhere."
Zhao Gushen shook his head again and said, "I just want to lean on you like this."
Ye Fei had no choice but to let him be.
Zhao Gushen actually maintained this posture all the way as he followed Ye Fei back to their courtyard.
They returned late, and by now it was almost 1 am, and the little one had long been asleep.
So the two of them didn't go to find the little one.
Besides, Zhao Gushen was drunk, smelling of alcohol; going to find the little one would only suffocate him.
The two went straight back to their room.
Ye Fei settled Zhao Gushen on the sofa and said, "Sit tight, I'll make you a honey water, you'll feel better after drinking it."
