He admired Feng Nan's gentleness when she lowered her head, but he loved her proud and confident look when she raised her head even more.
PEI Yi shook his slightly dazed head. The past that had affected him for a long time seemed to be gradually thrown out of his mind as he shook it.
He did not think about the pair of chubby hands that only knew how to make 'cloth' when he was young, nor did he think about Feng Nan's every frown and smile.
"What do I want?"
He mumbled to himself, and as he spoke, he laughed softly.
"Grandpa, do you know what I'm thinking about right now?"
Old master PEI was already a little tipsy when he heard PEI Yi's words. Although the bottle of wine was strong, PEI Yi was not someone who would get drunk easily without touching a single drop.