Ning Xiaoyu only realized what she had done when her mother returned to her room.
The little girl's face suddenly turned red. She twisted the corner of her clothes with both hands and lowered her head, not daring to look at Ye Xiaofei.
Ning Xiaoyu stuttered, "Brother Xiaofei, I... I was too excited just now. I... I didn't mean anything else."
Ye Xiaofei reached out and rubbed Ning Xiaoyu's head. "I understand. It's just like how I like to rub your head. Is there a need to explain?"
"But... Mom seems to have misunderstood." Ning Xiaoyu raised her head and glanced in the direction of her mother's room.
"Hehe, Auntie also took it as closeness between us siblings. She just didn't want to ruin the atmosphere."
"Oh..." Ning Xiaoyu blinked her big, bright eyes and said, "Then I'll go and tidy up my room too." Upon saying that, she ran away.
Ye Xiaofei didn't disturb Ning Xiaoyu and her mother. He sat on the couch, feeling quite comfortable.
