A long, heavy sigh escaped him.
Ye Heng looked at the mess that Tang Shi Yi made in his living room and figured that this might be the retribution for having such a dirty thought about Tang Shi Yi recently.
Seeing the uncomfortable look on Tang Shi Yi's face, Ye Heng walked over to her side and patted her back until she had stopped.
His lips pursed into a thin line when he saw that the corner of his pants was dirty as well. Fortunately for Tang Shi Yi, her clothes remained clean.
"Are you comfortable now?" Ye Heng suppressed his urge to pinch Tang Shi Yi's face.
"No. Mom..." Tang Shi Yi whimpered. "My head hurts."
Ye Heng chuckled as he started to massage her forehead. "Then, you shouldn't drink too much. Shi Yi, there shouldn't be a next time. Don't drink too much no matter what the situation is."
The smile on his face widened when Tang Shi Yi was no longer frowning. It seemed that his massaging was quite comfortable.
