And flirting here?
Yu Xiheng, in an unprecedented move, pressed his brow, exhaling slowly, "No."
"Yes," Si Fuqing affirmed confidently. "Our cabbage was eaten by a pig. Poor other cabbages, only I am left."
Before Yu Xiheng could speak, the girl squatting on the ground suddenly leaped up.
He was taken aback but caught her, his arms securely wrapping around her waist.
Her waist was supple yet firm, a pleasant sensation indeed.
Si Fuqing buried her head in his broad chest, her hands clutching his waist tightly, "There's a pig rooting around me! I'm going to be eaten."
"..."
Little Bai innocently licked its paws and wagged its tail.
Feng San reminded, "Miss Si, that's your dog..."
Si Fuqing wouldn't listen.
"I'll take her to sober up," Yu Xiheng said, his expression calm as she clung to him. "You continue."
He placed her on his lap, one hand securing her, as the wheelchair moved on its own.