Beside the bed.
Ye Tian was holding his phone, a somewhat melancholic expression on his face, looking at the photo An Momo had just sent.
A girl was secretly kissing a boy's cheek, shy but utterly blissful.
There was a big heart drawn on the photo.
"Master, what are you looking at??"
Di Xi poked out her head, her two small dragon horns pressing against Ye Tian's chest, her eyes full of curiosity.
Ye Tian turned off his phone, gently patted Di Xi's head, and said softly, "You little lazy dragon, hurry up and go to sleep."
Di Xi pouted, unhappily burying her head into the pillow, but suddenly, with a tearing sound, a bunch of cotton fell out.
Ye Tian: "........"
"Master, the pillow is ruined again, you need to buy a new one," Di Xi said innocently, holding the pillow that had two small holes poked into it.
Seeing her like this, Ye Tian really couldn't bring himself to blame her.
But this was already the sixth pillow Di Xi had ruined; she was truly wasteful.
