"This..." Chu Xuan first petted the slightly agitated "Little Snow," then took Qing'er's hand.
"Okay, Qing'er, listen to me. I really didn't do it on purpose. Come on, let's sit and talk."
Qing'er's eyes narrowed, "Already thinking about sitting and talking so soon?"
Ji Mingyu also shot him a disapproving look.
Chu Xuan froze for a moment before realizing, and then said helplessly, "What are you two thinking about with your little heads?"
He took Qing'er's hand and sat down beside her at the main seat on the high platform in the hall, "It's this kind of sitting."
Qing'er was still dissatisfied, "I thought you had some sincerity, but it turns out you're still trying to fool me."
Chu Xuan was speechless, thinking she still wanted to "sit and talk," right?
He simply picked her up and placed her on his knee, wrapping his arms around her small waist, "Is this okay now?"
Qing'er pouted, "Not enough, you throw this pet outside, let's chat in bed."
