Ji Qinglin hung up on Lei Qiuyun, but Yu Ye, who was hugging him, still had not let go.
Her arms remained wrapped around Master's waist, her little face pressed to his chest and tilted to one side, as though she were listening to his heartbeat.
Ji Qinglin gently tapped Yu Ye's head with the tip of his nose.
"Alright, what will people think if they see us like this?"
Yu Ye raised her head, her clear almond eyes utterly sincere. "This disciple simply feels Master's kindness runs deep, and I do not know how I can repay Master in the future."
Crazy Night: Keep talking! Say you can only offer yourself in return! After all, only when you meet someone ugly do you talk about repaying them by being an ox or horse in your next life.
Ji Qinglin merely lifted a hand and hooked a finger over Yu Ye's nose tip, snorting softly.
"Why talk about repaying kindness? If you cause trouble someday, just don't mention your Master."
Yu Ye had wanted to reply, "How could that happen?" But then she remembered fleeing to Bangkok, and her heart sank once more.
Yu Ye: Do you think we really won't bring disaster upon Master? Crazy Night: Probably not. There has been no movement for so long—they should have given up.
Seeing that Yu Ye actually seemed hesitant, Ji Qinglin frowned and cocked his head.
"Don't tell me you really got into trouble?"
"No, no. This disciple is only worried about the future."
"I was joking with you just now. If you really get into trouble, tell Master immediately, understand?"
Yu Ye pressed her head against him again and nodded obediently.
"Since you haven't caused trouble, can you stop hanging off Master like a koala?"
Yu Ye stuck out her