His gaze was too intense, and Mingyao looked up, her eyes meeting Pei Siyu's.

"Master Pei? Are you a little more awake?"

Mingyao blinked, her clear black and white pupils filled with worry.

Pei Siyu frowned slightly. "Mimi."

He murmured to himself, and as if possessed, grabbed Mingyao's cheek.

Mingyao was stunned, and so was Aunt Wu.

Pei Siyu pinched Mingyao's cheeks and rubbed them a couple of times, occasionally grabbing behind her ears.

Mingyao looked horrified. Was he petting her like a cat?

Aunt Wu coughed twice and left with an expression that said, "I know."

Mingyao looked at her pleadingly, "Aunt Wu, don't go."

"Help me help Master Pei back to his room to rest."

She simply couldn't handle Pei Siyu on her own.

Aunt Wu nodded with a sly smile and helped Mingyao escort Pei Siyu back to his room.

"Miss Su, please get some rest."

As soon as Pei Siyu was placed on the bed, Wu Ma turned and left the room, closing the door behind her.

Mingyao was speechless. Could Wu Ma have misunderstood something?

Fortunately, Pei Siyu was helped in.

Mingyao covered Pei Siyu with the blanket, stretched her sore shoulders, yawned, and prepared to go back to her room.

As he turned, his wrist tightened suddenly.

She turned around and her gaze met Pei Siyu's.

Pei Siyu opened his eyes a crack, his dark, bright pupils becoming misty.

He grabbed Mingyao's wrist, tightened his grip, and whispered, "Don't go."

"Master Pei, it's getting late, I need to rest."

"I have to go to work tomorrow."