"Shanshan, what are you doing?"
Li Yifei stood still, with his hands on the countertop, maintaining his standing posture, and asked Xu Shanshan with a wry smile.
Xu Shanshan's head was already resting on Li Yifei's back, her little face gently rubbing against it twice. "I'm not doing anything, am I? I can't help you with the cooking, so this is the only way I can make you feel a bit happier," she said.
"Stop messing around. If you keep this up, your sister will come in and kill me in a minute."
Xu Shanshan didn't let go and said, "What's there to be afraid of? I just like my brother-in-law, and I want to hug him. What can she do about it?"
