C249 Holding My Pillow

After a brief snack, Ye Fenng returned to the bedroom with Wanyu, who had regained a bit of her energy.

"Good night, sleep tight," Ye Fenng said affectionately, though a hint of disappointment flickered across his face.

"I'm sorry, Ye Fenng," Wanyu began, her voice tinged with guilt as she tenderly stroked his tender face. "Am I... am I useless? I haven't... become a good girlfriend