Bai Qi really wanted to seriously discuss the issue of Sileng's education with Zhou Yao, but now that she was sitting on his lap, this posture...
"Zhou Yao, don't make a scene. Let me talk to you about serious matters!" She wanted to get down from his lap.
However, Zhou Yao refused to let her. His big palm forcefully and tyrannically wrapped around her slender waist. He raised his eyebrows and chuckled softly, "Say what you want to say. I'll listen."
The back of Bai Qi's ears were a little red. She could only say, "Don't be so mean to Sileng in the future. Sileng is still young. We have to teach him slowly and patiently. You'll scare him if you're so mean."
"Then what should I do? Hold him in my arms and coax him?" As he said that, Zhou Yao straightened up and buried his head in Bai Qi's soft chest and rubbed against it.
Am I going to die?
