Sitian was initially only feeling a bit upset, but upon hearing his gentle tone in her ear, she couldn't control the surge of sour grievances that welled up in her heart, making both her eyes and chest feel sour.
She turned her face away, somewhat sullenly, "What right do I have to be angry? You're the boss, the emperor, and just a word from you can kick me out of your territory."
Mu Yunshen looked at her like a little wife who had been wronged, and instead felt in a better mood. He pinched her little face and laughed lowly, "You still say you have no right to be angry, but your pout is enough to hang a kettle."
"I don't, I really don't!" Sitian was made to feel like she was complaining, and she bit her lip and turned to push him, "Don't just hug me all the time. Anyway, you flipped the table and left, why do you still care about me? Let me go, you're not allowed to hug me..."
