Song Chuyi glanced at this human and dog and said lightly, "You're having quite a lot of fun with Li Shaobin."
"Yeah, he's quite nice…" Changqing felt a sense of unhappiness emanating from him right after she said that and froze, saying: "Isn't he your brother?"
"So what about your attitude towards my brother compared to me?" Song Chuyi lowered his voice and said, "When I was stung from the wasabi, did you pour me a cup of water? When he was stung, you were pretty fast to pour him water."
Changqing pouted. "Weren't you the one who gave him the wasabi? I felt bad…"
"Then you didn't feel bad when you fed me." Song Chuyi's expression changed slightly.
Changqing's body shrank and she lowered her head in fear.
Song Chuyi swallowed his raging fire and lifted his hand to pat her butt twice gently. "That's to punish you for almost killing your husband."