Looking at Penelope Yan who was yawning and rubbing his eyes on the sofa, an empty thought spread in his chest.
She subconsciously reached out to grab Penelope Yan and pull him into her arms.
"?" When she came back to her senses, Penelope Yan was looking at the hand she had stretched out inexplicably with squinted eyes, her head filled with questions.
"It's okay." Tong Wan shouted for someone to come over and clear the table. After putting it away, when asked where to put it, she casually said, "Break it. No need."
Perhaps in Penelope Yan's eyes and heart, Tong Yayao is just a code name.
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