The way she puffed up was so adorable that it made him more eager to push her down and ravage her.
Mu Yeli smiled.
For a moment, he was about to extend his hand, which was in a cast, but suddenly remembered something and put it down again.
Ye Ning noticed and hurriedly said, "Hey, don't move around. Look, it's your right hand. It's very important, what if it gets ruined..."
She leaned in to whisper in his ear, "You won't be able to handle certain things yourself anymore."
"... ..."
Mu Yeli pulled her into his arms, "Well, if it gets ruined, I won't be able to do things myself; I'd have to rely entirely on you."
"... ..."
Ye Ning quickly exclaimed, "No, no, you're so annoying."
Mu Yeli laughed even more.
Blushing, she said, "So, tell me, is your hand this fragile because you've been handling too much yourself lately?"
"... ..."
Mu Yeli's face darkened a bit, then he pressed her and continued, "Yes, so, do you want to help me handle it?"
"Bah, no way."
