Feeling the little woman murmuring to herself under the blankets, her shoulders also slightly trembling, he suddenly thought, could it be because she was unhappy about the incident just now when he almost couldn't resist taking her? Was she crying?
Ye Che, worried, quickly threw back the covers and scooped Xia Weiyi from under the blankets, wrapped his arms around her waist, and pulled her into his chest, cradling her face and staring intently at her expression.
Xia Weiyi was obedient and didn't resist Ye Che, but the look in her eyes wasn't quite friendly.
After glaring at him for a while, her expression turned pitiful, biting her lip and falling silent.
Her demeanor made Ye Che even more anxious, and the words he spoke were somewhat jumbled, "Yiyi. Just now. I won't do that again, okay?"
But before his words had finished, Xia Weiyi suddenly lowered her head and nuzzled against his chest, extending a finger and playfully drawing circles on it.
