Duan Xingzhi chuckled, "How could I bear to hit you?"
Bai Zhi hooked her arm around his, slightly lifting her chin, her smile charming him, "So you're not angry anymore?"
This side of Bai Zhi was truly too endearing, leaving Duan Xingzhi feeling both helpless and wanting to pamper her.
"What can I do if I'm angry? Even if I hit myself, I could never hit you."
Bai Zhi rolled up her sleeve and offered her palm, "Then if you want to hit, just hit me. I can take it."
Duan Xingzhi grasped her hand and bent down to kiss her palm.
"I can't bear to do that, not even a single hair."
Bai Zhi squinted her eyes with a smile.
Seeing her so happy, Duan Xingzhi simply lifted her onto his lap, his voice low and tender, "Since I can't send you home myself, the gifts I prepared for your family, you have to take them back, okay?"
"Gifts? You prepared gifts?"
