"Ye'er..." Ye Xuan struggled to drag Luo Ye up, "You rascal, you're playing with fire, the consequences are serious, do you know that?"
"Ah?" Luo Ye froze for a moment, then quickly reacted, scrambling to sit up straight, Ye Xuan quickly shielded her head, "Careful, don't bump it again!"
"Annoying, who had you grow so tall, wasting fabric and taking up space, hmph, never getting this close to you again, annoying..." A flustered Mou Ye began to ramble aimlessly.
"It's all my fault, all my fault..." Ye Xuan tenderly stroked her head, "Come, let me rub it, does it still hurt?"
Luo Ye glared at him fiercely. This bad guy clearly wanted to remind her of the awkward incident earlier — she had asked the same thing earlier and made such a clumsy motion...
"Ye'er..." Ye Xuan called softly, silent for a moment.
"What's wrong?" Luo Ye tilted her head to glance at him, "If you have something to say, just say it, mumbling is the most annoying."
