Uncle," Duan Jiaze was hoisted in mid-air, his legs unable to reach the ground. After flapping his arms futilely like a chubby penguin and realizing he couldn't break free, he could only pitifully beg for mercy, "I'll stop causing trouble, please let me down."
At times like this, he would feel that Pei Yu was lying about him being fat all the time. Clearly, Pei Yu could lift him up with just one hand, and effortlessly at that, as if squeezing an ant were the simplest thing.
With the hefty weight in his hand, Pei Yu could tell he was solid. He tossed the chunky boy to one side, "Make a fuss again, and you're sleeping on the couch."
So as not to block the way here.
"I wouldn't dare," Duan Jiaze nimbly burrowed into the covers and hugged Shen Zhiyi tightly under Pei Yu's gaze, completely emerging from his previous shadows to become cheeky once more. At that moment, he didn't feel secure being next to Pei Yu either and muttered, "Uncle, I don't want to sleep with you——wah!"
