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Ye Jin played with her fingers, holding her hand. "You still don't understand anything."

Xu Yan was quite curious: "How do you know I don't understand if you don't tell me? Besides, you could teach me if I don't know!"

Ye Jin tried to dodge the question: "Hmm... it's not the right time yet. We'll talk about it later."

Xu Yan felt he was brushing her off. She climbed onto the bed in a huff: "Hmph! If you won't tell me, then don't!"

She complained in a small, pitiful voice: "I love Tizi so much, but Tizi doesn't love me back."

Ye Jin couldn't take it anymore. He decisively grabbed the blanket and wrapped Xu Yan up entirely: "I love you, I love you."

Xu Yan struggled, unable to break free, with only her head poking out of the blanket: "L-let me go!"

Ye Jin pretended not to hear, lying down next to her: "Time to sleep, time to sleep. No more talking, Yan Yan."

Xu Yan rolled back and forth on the bed: "No, no! I want to keep talking!"

Ye Jin sighed, hugging Xu Yan through the blanket: "If you keep rolling around, I'm going to get naughty."

Xu Yan suddenly stopped, blinking her eyes: "Then let me go, and we'll see who gets naughty first."

Ye Jin: "..."

What was up with this kid?

He simply closed his eyes and ignored Xu Yan.

Xu Yan, held in Ye Jin's arms, unable to move, muttered to herself for a while. Finally, she couldn't resist the drowsiness and fell into a hazy sleep.

Feeling the young girl's breathing become steady in his arms, Ye Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief and carefully released Xu Yan.

He propped his head up with one hand, lying on his side, and gently tapped Xu Yan's nose: "You little rascal, you're getting naughtier and naughtier."

Xu Yan, in her sleepy haze, unconsciously nuzzled against Ye Jin's chest: "Tizi... Ye Jin..."

Ye Jin softly stroked her hair: "I'm here, Yan Yan."

Xu Yan slept until the afternoon before waking up. Still groggy and not fully awake, she called out: "Ye Jin..."

But after waiting for a while, there was no response from Ye Jin.

Xu Yan rubbed her eyes, finally becoming a bit more alert.

She suddenly turned coy: "Besides, I don't want to get married so early!"

Ye Jin looked at her in amusement: "Why not?"

Xu Yan pouted: "Other girls are dating, I want to date first too."

Ye Jin blinked: "But Yan Yan, aren't we dating right now?"

Xu Yan froze for a moment: "Oh, I guess we are."

She realized: "I mean I want to date for longer! At least five... five months!"

Ye Jin's heart skipped a beat, but he relaxed when he heard the end: "Alright, let's go then."

Xu Yan was a bit confused: "Go where?"

Ye Jin took out a t-shirt similar to the one he was wearing from the closet: "Aren't we going on a date? I'll take you out. Put this on first, Yan Yan."

Xu Yan's eyes lit up: "Okay!"

She changed into the shirt in the bathroom before coming out, then stood in front of the mirror to look at herself and Ye Jin: "Wow! Could this be... couple outfits?"

It wasn't the first time Ye Jin realized how adorably clueless his little girlfriend was. He went along with it: "Yes, do you like it, Yan Yan?"

Xu Yan furrowed her brow: "I think... hmm... I would choose something prettier!"

Ye Jin's heart suddenly skipped a beat. He narrowed his eyes: "Yan Yan, what do you think of your aesthetic sense from before... I mean, from a long time ago?"

Xu Yan knew he was asking about her previous life. She answered without hesitation: "It was absolutely amazing!"

Ye Jin: "..."

Whether it was amazing or not, it was certainly quite clueless.

So the little one's terrible taste wasn't inherited from her family genes after all?!

Ye Jin's expression was extremely conflicted. Xu Yan said weakly, "My taste really isn't that bad..."

Her voice grew softer as she spoke. Ye Jin hugged her, holding back his laughter: "Yan Yan, do you even believe that yourself?"

Xu Yan, whose aesthetic sense had been criticized by Bai Hua and Xu Mo for twenty years: "..."

She grew embarrassed and angry: "Hmph!"

Ye Jin couldn't help but laugh continuously: "Alright, alright. How about next time we let Yan Yan choose the clothes?"