"Who are you calling a petty one?!" With arms akimbo, Gu Mengmeng looked like a teapot.
Wabei was the one making a request so he naturally was more cooled down and said, "Me me me, I am the petty one, alright?"
"That's better." Gu Mengmeng twisted her mouth, letting him off.
Wabei hooked his arm around her neck and said friendly, "But really, you cannot forget this. I am counting on you."
Gu Mengmeng pushed away Wabei's elbow with a look of contempt and said, "You still know that you are counting on me? And you still dared to vent your anger on me?"
"Wasn't I just so angry that I became muddle-headed? Moreover, even if I was that angry, wasn't I still unwilling to hit you at all? You are my master, my dear master, alright?" Wabei used his shoulders to hit Gu Mengmeng slightly, as he tried to please her.
