Little Beastie stopped rolling. His eyes looked back and forth between Ming Shu and Yu Hui. After a while, he rolled to Ming Shu's side and grabbed onto her clothes while climbing into her sleeve.
Yu Hui kept his gaze fixed on Little Beastie. He looked at Ming Shu's sleeve. "I will only stay in front of you. I will never use you as a shield."
Alas!
My acting has gotten better. I need to compliment myself.
Ming Shu laughed softly and pointed to a corner of the room. "Sit over there. Let me check if anything is wrong."
"Do I need to take off my clothes?" Yu Hui asked seriously. "That way, Master can have a better look."
"Shall I ask some people to look at it together with me? That way, it will be clearer just in case you die and continue pestering me as a ghost."
Yu Wei: "…"
Ming Shu smiled. Do you want to fight with me? You are still too young.
