The personal bodyguard is here

Since he had to spend time with his sister during the day, he would definitely have to spend time with him at night. Yang Haitao was quite good at comforting himself. When he thought about the good times at night, his worries disappeared.

Song ran was sitting on a chair by the window. The sun was shining brightly and there was a lot of snow on the Osmanthus trees in the courtyard. When the wind blew, the snowflakes fell.

The sunlight stung her eyes, so she leaned back on the recliner and closed her eyes, her expression calm.

Song Xuan brought over a cup of brown sugar longan tea and stuffed it into song ran's hands. Song ran was stunned for a moment before she took the cup and held it in her hands without saying a word.

The recliner was wide enough for two people to sit on. Song Xuan sat beside her and turned to look at her. "Have you forgotten what day it is today?"