In the bedroom.
Ye Qian had his thumb placed on Little Jia's glabella as he made some hand signs which appeared quite similar to the ones which he made in the mall yesterday.
These hand signs were related to making one lose their memory.
Ye Qian knew that letting the girls remember such dreadful memory would not only make them have a nightmare stuck to them from their whole life but would also make their little hearts feel dread every time they thought of what had happened today.
This, in turn, would result in stopping them from growth and would lead to various problems.
Little Jia's brows tightened as she tried to resist but there was a small frown on her face.
In a blink of an eye, Little Jia's forehead was completely covered in sweat.
"SIGH"
After another moment the girl's brows loosened and there was a simple smile on her face as she snuggles into Ye Qian's embrace.
"Hehe, Papa brought Cotton Candy for us."
