She said in a silenced tone, "Okay, I won't argue with you. Whenever I'm with you, I always ended up being bullied."
"Well, I'll let you bully me instead. You can bully me however you like," Shi Yuhuan embraced her from behind, his slender lips lightly brushing against her hair, he murmured.
The ambiguous gesture stiffened Song Qinghuan for a moment; she then pushed him away, "Don't fool around. I am telling you, we need to keep an eye on the kid tonight. If anything happens, it would be disastrous. I do not want anything to happen to the baby."
Shi Yuhuan withdrew his hand into his pocket, his gaze deep and tranquil like still waters, yet a hint of passion was difficult to hide. He teased, "Oh Huanhuan, you're the one with the dirty thoughts, and now you're blaming me?"
Song Qinghuan's face turned red instantly. She huffed coldly and turned to lie on the bed, and watched the baby instead, ignoring Shi Yuhuan.
