After saying those words, Ling Wanru wrinkled her nose, looking like an angry kitten. Ding Fan smiled slightly, nodded, and said, "Alright, I promise you, I won't do it next time."
"That's better."
Ling Wanru stood up, tapped the boat with one leg, floated over, stood in front of Ding Fan, and looked down at him, "Open your mouth. Since you understand so well, I'll give you a drink. After drinking my wine, you must behave well in the future, okay?"
Ding Fan rolled his eyes, helplessly raised his head, and opened his mouth. Ling Wanru lifted the wine pot in her hand, the wine poured out, drawing a white line, and falling into Ding Fan's mouth.
Seeing Ding Fan so cooperative, Ling Wanru's eyes curved into crescents, she reached out to stroke Ding Fan's head and said, "You must listen in the future."
Ding Fan stared at Ling Wanru and said, "Watch your words, I'm not your pet. What's this about listening in the future? I'm getting goosebumps all over."
"Hehe~"
