"Alright then, as you wish, you know you'll have to bear the consequences," Yan Yan sighed deeply, her expression resolutely fixed on Qi Yi.
"Yes, I'll bear the consequences," Qi Yi accepted with relish.
Yan Yan stood on tiptoe and kissed Qi Yi's right cheek.
"I'll stamp you first. From now on, Qi Yi will become Yan Yan's accessory, to follow Yan Yan's orders and lead by her wishes, Xiao Qizi, can you do that?" Yan Yan blushed in an instant, a warm and radiant smile blooming on her face like the winter sun.
"Mhm, I'll follow orders and lead by your wishes," Qi Yi felt a bit surprised but very much enjoyed this feeling.
Qi Yi, this "grass" that had stood alone for many years, finally had an owner again today.
Even if that meant going from "grandpa" to "Xiao Qizi," why not?
Qi Yi couldn't forget Yan Yan, nor could he forget the feeling of talking to her.
Although Qi Yi was always popular, no one could truly enter his heart.
