"You're not feeling well, so go sit in the living room and watch some TV. Why are you standing here all the time?" Lu Beichen instructed, worried about her discomfort.
Ji Niandong smiled, "Little Uncle, it's not like I'm seriously ill. Besides, if my legs get tired from standing, I'll just lean on you, and it'll be you who's exhausted!"
"With you being so light, I wouldn't get tired even if I carried you all day!" Lu Beichen replied casually, placing the dishes on the plate.
Ji Niandong suddenly stood up from him, hugging his arm and acting spoiled, "Little Uncle, admit it, from the start you thought I'm too thin. You just think I'm too small, right?"
Her voice was low and playful, hugging his arm tightly to her chest.
Lu Beichen sighed, "Stop being naughty!"
"Now you think I'm being silly!" She hugged his arm even tighter.
"Yes, if you keep being silly, I might get cheeky!"
Ji Niandong finally realized what he meant, let go, and took a step back, "You rogue!"
