"then ... alright."
teng qingze was obviously a little reluctant, but after a moment of hesitation, he obediently put down his chopsticks.
he jinsi raised his large hand and rubbed his head. " qingze is such a good boy. then, you should rest well and sleep for a while more, okay? "
teng qingze obediently nodded.
he jinsi touched his hair again, packed up the things on the bed table, and prepared to leave.
however, just as he was about to get up, he felt something tugging at his clothes.
he looked down and saw that the little guy had reached out his little claws and grabbed his clothes, not letting go.
he jinsi was slightly stunned. " what's wrong, qingze? " he asked. " what's wrong? " is there anything else you need?"
teng qingze shook his little head and didn't say anything. his little face was filled with innocence, but he didn't let go of his little claws.