"Teacher Sun, please give me a set of keys to your home."
Zhang Yang said with a smile.
Sun Bingrou's eyes lit up, which meant Zhang Yang also considered this place his home.
"I'll go get it now!" Sun Bingrou couldn't wait, jumping out of bed, retrieving a brand-new key, and handing it to Zhang Yang.
"Because I had a big fight with Qi Haili before, I've already changed all the locks at home. Now you can come back anytime you want."
Listening to Sun Bingrou's gentle words, Zhang Yang smiled knowingly.
Afterward, both of them gently held the little one in their arms, sharing many heartfelt thoughts.
Although they did not make any intimate moves, they felt closer to each other than ever before.
The next morning, Zhang Yang felt an itch on his nose. As he opened his eyes, he saw the little one tickling his nose with their hair.
"You little rascal, see how I'm going to deal with you."