Jiang Yuchi reached out her hand, and Jiang Zhiyi, hesitating no longer, leaned over and pressed his head into her palm.
"Good boy, good boy..." His hair was on the softer side; even cut this short, it didn't feel prickly to the touch. Having achieved her goal, Jiang Yuchi's demeanor softened slightly as she looked at him.
She withdrew her hand and slowly, methodically wiped her fingertips clean with a warm towel, before pressing the bell to signal the waiter to serve the food.
Chapter 49