But he held back.
Li Xiaoyun wasn't disappointed; instead, she was deeply touched.
"Mm." Li Xiaoyun recovered as well.
She had already taken a bath and washed up at home.
So now, there was no need to fuss again.
Li Xiaoyun led the way to the bedroom, with Zhao Dingli following closely behind.
Their bedrooms were right next to each other.
But Li Xiaoyun's bedroom was slightly further inside than Zhao Dingli's.
Zhao Dingli first walked with Li Xiaoyun to the door of her bedroom.
Li Xiaoyun opened the door and stepped inside, standing within, while Zhao Dingli remained outside the door.
"I'm going to sleep; you should go have a rest too." Li Xiaoyun said, "Goodnight."
Their relationship had changed now, even bidding goodnight felt different.
Knowing it's already late, and if they don't sleep, they won't get many hours of sleep.
But Zhao Dingli just couldn't leave, as if bound by an invisible string.
The source of it tied to Li Xiaoyun.
