After Liuli finished vomiting, she wanted Xiao Yan to hold her again, but how could Xiao Yan give her the chance? He held her shoulders down and kept her from moving.
Looking at the silly, adorable Young Girl before him, how could Xiao Yan truly stay angry? He could only helplessly stroke her head and soothe her. "Be good. Go wash up and rest in a while."
As Liuli's head was stroked, she gradually stopped fussing. She merely blinked her moist eyes and stared blankly at Xiao Yan's chin.
Seeing that the Young Girl had settled down, Xiao Yan finally let out a breath of relief. He took a handkerchief from his Storage Ring and patiently wiped Liuli's mouth. As
he wiped her, his fingertips accidentally brushed against her jelly-like, smooth lips, making Xiao Yan unable to stop himself from recalling the feeling of kissing her back then.
Liuli was clearly growing sleepy. Her eyes had narrowed to slits, and her little head kept bobbing as she began to doze off. Yet with her body held in place by Xiao Yan, she could only fight off her sleepiness and let him wipe her mouth.
"You're clearly older than Zi Yan, so why are you even cuter than her?" After tidying her up, Xiao Yan pinched Liuli's little cheek, his face filled with affection.
"Cute?" Half-asleep, Liuli murmured softly in confusion.
Medusa could not stand watching any longer. She stepped forward, supported Liuli by the shoulders as well, and said coldly, "I'll take her to wash up."
Xiao Yan froze. He had been too busy fussing over the Young Girl just now and had forgotten that there were other people in the courtyard.
"Alright, take good care of her." Xiao Yan also knew it would be inappropriate for him to handle