"Tingye, I've got something to say to you too."
Meimei obediently opened her eyes and looked at him all innocent, her little hand suddenly lifting to cup his handsome face, her gaze very serious.
Dan Tingye's heart gave a happy lurch, his eyes lighting up. "You go first."
No matter what she said, as long as she didn't fall asleep—once she'd said enough, he could do what he wanted to do!
Meimei smacked her little lips, her small hand even very boldly patting his handsome face twice. "I wanted to tell you, it's late, we should sleep. Staying up all the time is bad for your skin. If your whole face breaks out in pimples, you won't be handsome anymore, you won't be able to be a male god…"
Meimei didn't even finish a sentence before her big eyes closed again. Her little head leaned against the pillow beside her and she fell asleep.
"..."!!!
