***
"I am... grown-up..."
Mai Xiaomai argued weakly.
"Do grown-ups fall under the bed? And not just once."
Qiao Chutian looked at her with a disdainful glance.
"It's all your fault! If you didn't spank my butt, I wouldn't have rolled off, and if I hadn't rolled, I wouldn't have fallen off the bed!"
"Not spanking you makes you itchy for trouble!"
"I'm going to the Women's Federation to report domestic violence, torment of a wife!"
"Go ahead, tell the Women's Federation I spanked your butt!"
Qiao Chutian said dismissively, "I'm quite looking forward to hearing what those aunties will say."
"..."
Mai Xiaomai was completely at a loss for words, pulled the quilt over her head, and then quickly stuck her head out again, exclaiming, "Why is there still a stink inside?"
"Impossible."
Qiao Chutian had just shaken the quilt, and even flipped it over; you have no reason to still smell it.
"Really stinks, don't believe me, smell it!"
