"No, no. We can't drop it."

He Yunxiao laughed and said, "In this position, neither you nor I can move, and neither can the dog. We can only wait for Xing'er to come. Once she takes the dog away, we can get out of this predicament."

In this position, with He Yunxiao supporting Meng Qingrou's back and waist with his hands, it was almost as if she was sleeping in his arms.

This shy pose must never be seen by Xing'er!

He kept saying he'd "drive He Yunxiao away" in front of Xing'er, but the moment Xing'er left, he was "sleeping" in his arms again. If Xing'er saw this, she'd laugh at him for the rest of her life!

From then on, anything he said to Xing'er would have no effect whatsoever.

I am the eldest princess, how could I have become like this?

"No, we can't wait for Xing'er."

"Why?"

"Anyway, we can't wait for her to come."

He Yunxiao didn't blame her for being willful; he just teased her, "Nan Zhu's going to be willful again."

"Oh." Meng Qingrou's voice trailed off.

Then, looking aggrieved, she said, "Nanzhu doesn't want Xing'er to see Nanzhu like this. I clearly told her before that I wouldn't see He Yunxiao, but now, it's like this again... He Yunxiao, if Xing'er sees Nanzhu like this, she will never listen to Nanzhu again..."

He Yunxiao knew that Nan Zhu's wife was a little wronged by his calling her "willful," so he quickly coaxed her, saying, "Okay, okay, we won't let her in. We'll handle our current situation ourselves."

Meng Qingrou was fine at first, but after He Yunxiao coaxed her, she felt even more aggrieved.

Sobbing, she said, "Namjoo has always...liked...but her hands were grabbed...so her mother wouldn't let Namjoo...sob..."

Nan Zhu's wife spoke haltingly, her voice trembling with tears. He Yunxiao felt a pang of heartache but couldn't understand what she was saying.

Having only guessed at the general meaning, he said, "I promise I won't let the little fat dog break, okay? If it does break, I'll take you to buy a new one tomorrow, ten of them, okay?"

"Ugh... Mm! Mm!"

Having come up with a plan, He Yunxiao said, "Nanzhu, close your eyes."

After Nanzhu's wife closed her eyes, He Yunxiao used force to throw her upwards.

Taking advantage of the brief moment when Nanzhu's wife was suspended in mid-air, He Yunxiao immediately bent his knees and reached out to grab the chubby little dog at her toes. Then, he quickly turned around and caught Nanzhu's wife, who was being pulled down by gravity again.

This time, instead of supporting myself with one hand, I held her with both hands. I held her very securely.

He Yunxiao transferred the chubby dog ​​from his left hand to his right, then bent his arm, and the chubby dog ​​poked Nanzhu's wife's pretty face.

"Nam-joo, here, your puppy."

Meng Qingrou opened her eyes and saw the puppy in front of her. She quickly caught it with both hands and hugged it in her arms, overjoyed.

Then, as if remembering something, she tentatively asked in a flattering tone, "Young master, Nan Zhu wants to be willful for a moment, is that alright?"

"Tell me first how you want to be willful."

"The puppy isn't broken... but I still want to buy a new one..."

He Yunxiao was speechless.

Willful? Is that all?