"Stingy." Lu Xingyan placed him back on his palm, and pressed his head with his index finger.
Yuezheng Yan sat cross-legged, feeling dizzy and tired, no longer wanting to speak.
Lu Xingyan curiously poked his forehead with her hand, poking Yuezheng Yan so he fell backwards, lying down in the palm of her hand.
"I'm sorry, Junior Brother, I didn't do it on purpose." Lu Xingyan apologized with tightly pursed lips.
[Hahaha, so much fun, this is too much fun]
[Ever since I was little, I've always wanted a conscious little person like this, so I could actually use those mini houses I built]
[Host, I also want to poke]
The Old Sixth System voiced its envy.
"Senior Sister, my life is also precious." Yuezheng Yan climbed up from the palm, raised his hand to rub the corner of his eye, his eyes moist, his voice filled with grievance and choked sobs.
"Sorry, I didn't mean to." Lu Xingyan softly apologized.
