"Look! You admitted it!" Xia Weiyi dropped a Jin Doudou.
Ye Che was this close to getting down on his knees...
Since he was the one who had done something wrong and was willing to accept any punishment—whether to be scolded or fined—he just stood in front of the sofa, acting all obedient, eyes fixed on his nose and nose on his heart, letting Xia Weiyi scratch and bounce around in his arms.
After Xia Weiyi threw her little tantrum for a while, she also found it dull, plopped down on the sofa, and started tearing at Ye Che's shirt.
"I hate you—"
Those three words again, when they reached Ye Che's ears, sounded somewhat aggrieved and somewhat capricious.
He cautiously sat next to Xia Weiyi and reached out to tug her arm. Feeling that the little girl wasn't resisting, he stretched out his arms and enveloped her entirely in his embrace.
"Yiyi, I promise you, from now on I'll never go to the Platinum Han Palace again, all right? I won't leave you alone at home anymore, okay?"
