Qiao Xiaren instinctively tried to struggle, but his arms tightened around her: "Don't move, careful not to fall."
Seeing the two of them together was exceptionally pleasing to Aunt Ping's eyes, she smiled in satisfaction and headed to the kitchen intending to whip up a few small dishes.
Seeing Si Limo, Qiao Xiaren was a bit surprised: "How did you suddenly appear in my home?"
"To congratulate you in advance on winning the Best Actress, so I came over. How could I be missing at such an important moment?" Si Limo looked down at the frowning Qiao Xiaren, a faint light flickering in his eyes, his smiling features looking extraordinarily refined under the light.
"Hmm, uninvited, such is the style of Young Master Si." Qiao Xiaren slapped his hand, "Put me down, I can walk myself."
"Not sleepy anymore?"