Di Mingzhe sat there, constantly watching her, beholding her fervent, slightly excited demeanor. He couldn't tear his gaze away because she was so beautiful.
After gossiping with Gu Qibao and the others, Di Xiaxia finally turned her gaze toward Di Mingzhe.
He just sat there, faintly smiling at her. Di Xiaxia felt a warmth in her heart and smiled back, then walked over to him.
As soon as she approached, he couldn't wait to grab her hand and hold it tightly in his palm, whispering softly, "Sit here."
Di Xiaxia sat down.
He gripped her hand a bit more firmly, his broad hands enveloping her small ones, bringing them to his lips for a deep, lingering kiss before speaking, "Tired?"
Di Xiaxia felt a strong surge of affection in her heart, feeling especially cared for.
Everyone was asking about the competition, but no one asked if she was tired. So, it was still only her big brother who understood her best.
