Ji Weitian earnestly lectured.
It seemed as if she thought the previous method was effective; after hesitating for a few seconds, she moved closer and gently touched his head.
Qin Nanyu: "…"
He really wanted to crack open her head to see what was inside.
He had met countless people, both men and women, and no one had ever treated him as a weakling who needed comfort and care.
Only she did.
Either she was trying to anger him to death or treating him like a baby to coddle.
He had seen couples use head-patting gestures, but not like hers.
Her gaze obviously treated him like a baby…
Qin Nanyu took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.
After all, she was now in his villa, and there was plenty of time.
"What were you about to say?" Qin Nanyu said softly, his voice becoming smoother.
Ji Weitian's eyes lit up, as if she had discovered that head-patting was unusually effective on him, and she seemed eager to try it a few more times.
