He Yi sat on the sofa, staring at the little cowlick on top of her head: How could I ever bring myself to scold her!
Xiao Ye nervously twiddled her fingers: What is it! It's just a box of cherries, I can always...
"I'll pay you back for it!" Xiao Ye looked up and said earnestly.
Hearing her words, the young man's face darkened even further.
What's wrong with him... Why does he seem even angrier...
"I didn't say I was going to cook noodles for you."
The young man's calm tone made Xiao Ye nervously lick her lips.
"There was..."
What's the matter...
With a single glance, He Yi could tell she had no idea what she had done wrong. He let out a heavy sigh: "Eat your noodles!"
"Huh?" Xiao Ye looked up, bewildered.
How did we suddenly get to eating noodles?
"Eat." He Yi motioned with his chin toward the bowl of noodles on the table, expressionless.
Xiao Ye straightened up, took the bowl that was clearly meant for her, picked up a bite with her chopsticks, and gently blew on it while keeping her peripheral vision on the young man.
He Yi frowned as he watched the little one sitting on the floor with zero cares in the world, scaring Xiao Ye into immediately pulling her gaze back.With a dull thud, a hand slapped down right beside Xiao Ye.
Xiao Ye instinctively glanced over.
It was a sofa cushion.
Chapter 63