Ye Jiuliang, "…"
So it's her fault then.
She's going to be driven to death by his antics sooner or later.
She breathed out lightly, "Have you had dinner yet?"
"I have." He answered without any hesitation.
Ye Jiuliang drew out her tone, "Have you really?"
Li Mochan grunted, his confidence seemingly faltered.
"But how come I heard from Wei Bei that you haven't had your dinner yet, hmm?" Ye Jiuliang asked with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.
"…"
Wei Bei, that blabbermouth.
Li Mochan smiled ingratiatingly, "Just woke up, was a bit confused."
"Li Mochan, just keep spouting nonsense." Ye Jiuliang huffed lightly and pushed his hand away.
"Stay away from me."
This dummy really needs a lesson.
"I'm cold." Li Mochan clung to her again, resting his chin on her shoulder, a bright sparkle in his eyes.
The loosely tied bathrobe he wore was rubbed back and forth, the belt around his waist had come undone, revealing his distinct, glowing chest.
