Ye Li released her hand, and then wrapped her arms around Ji Yanchen, hanging on to him entirely. "Who were you talking to on the phone?"
Ji Yanchen supported Ye Li's waist. "A junior from school."
Talking to a junior that gently?
Ye Li wrinkled her nose but didn't respond.
Ji Yanchen didn't know what was going through her girlish mind. He too was tired after a whole day of trouble, patted Ye Li on the back, and tucked her into the blanket, "Sleep."
"Hmph," Ye Li flipped over, turning her back to Ji Yanchen, and began to tally up his recent misdeeds.
He didn't even remember to call her when he was abroad, scolded her when he got back, and now he was speaking so tenderly to a junior!
By law, she should execute him!
The next day, when Lin Ke heard about this, she could hardly contain her laughter. "I say, darling, which country's law is that?"
