Xu Qingfan, though still the pitied white elephant, sometimes couldn't help but stiffen slightly when he saw them dashing around the living room in their shorts and pajamas, as a sign of respect.
After Xiao Ruanwen explained the humor, Wu Lingyu, for once serious, looked up and gazed into Xu Qingfan's eyes, "Brother Fan, let's not joke about our health, okay? My mom says what's meant to work doesn't, but what shouldn't does!"
Her tone was like that of a mother educating a child who had erred, her eyes showing a determination not to give up until Xu Qingfan nodded in agreement.
"Alright, I'll listen to our little Yu, I won't make these silly jokes anymore!" Xu Qingfan raised his hand and slapped his mouth three times, "A slap to the mouth!"
"Hmm!" Seeing Xu Qingfan agreeing with her, the girl's serious expression turned into a smile as warm and charming as the March breeze.
