"No need to go through all that trouble." Little Ye'er climbed down from Xiao Yuchuan and sat directly on Xiao Qinghe's thigh, "Fourth uncle, this way you don't have to move the chair, and I also have a wheelchair to sit on, haha!"
"You little devil!" Xiao Qinghe affectionately patted his head.
"Fourth uncle, let me tell you, sometimes my dad also calls me 'little devil,' you really are from the same family, sometimes you even talk alike. Oh, and not just anyone can touch my head. Only those I like can."
"So, does that mean fourth uncle is someone you like?"
"Fourth uncle, you're quite smart. Here's a kiss for you." Little Ye'er gave Xiao Qinghe a loud "muah" on the cheek, making Xiao Qinghe's face turn a bright red.
"Oh, fourth uncle, why is your face red?" Ye'er exclaimed as if discovering a new continent, "Could it be that you're embarrassed? Haha, fourth uncle, you're even more sensitive than a child, from now on Ye'er will cover for you..."
