Xiao Ying lowered his head and glanced at her, his gaze inadvertently sweeping over her small hand that was looped through his arm, a wave of unprecedented tenderness washing over his heart.
"Okay," his eyes locked on her pretty cheeks with gentleness, he said softly, "Let's go inside."
He withdrew his arm from Han Miaoyu's grip and loosely wrapped it around her lower back to guide her, reaching out to open the door of the coffee shop for her, "Watch your step."
"Mm," Han Miaoyu replied with a sweet smile and blushing face, "Thank you, Brother Xiao."
Ye Qingci: "..."
She suddenly felt a bit superfluous.
"Ahem..." She coughed softly to gain their attention, and both turned their heads to look at her simultaneously.
With a playful smile, she said to Xiao Ying, "Brother Xiao, I still have things to do. Can you take care of Miaomiao for me and take her home later?"
Xiao Ying nodded, "Alright, I got it."