Tang Yihan sat by the side and knew that late at night, Wen Ruoxi's brain suddenly opened wide. He immediately mapped out the general design plan. He raised his head and thought that Tang Yihan was still mentally sitting next to him, intending to share this joy with him. However, he did n' t expect to see Tang Yihan lying on the coffee table and falling asleep.
Wen Ruoxi put down the sketch in his hand and stood up. He looked at Tang Yihan with heartache because the temperature difference between day and night was quite large. He wore very few clothes during the day, and now it was evening. He didn't feel cold when Wen Ruoxi did something seriously. He sat by the side and did n' t do anything. It should be cold, but he didn't say anything. He was afraid of disrupting Wen Ruoxi thoughts.
