Yaen Chi pointed at Ye Wanting, "She likes desserts, add a bit more fruit honey."
Xu Shu chuckled twice and, passing by Ye Wanting, deliberately teased Yaen Chi, "Should I help you? Carry her to the sofa or haul her to bed?"
Yaen Chi momentarily furrowed his brows, feeling a bit reluctant. He didn't want another man touching her, though sleeping slouched like that couldn't be comfortable. Given his current physical condition, he couldn't move her himself.
"Sorry to trouble you."
"What?" Xu Shu thought he heard it wrong.
Yaen Chi pressed his lips, awkwardly coughed, and said, "Hurry up."
"Oh, the nerve!"
Xu Shu held back a laugh, mocked him a bit, then stopped the teasing. He carefully helped Ye Wanting up, carried her to the sofa, and laid her down. His hand under her legs was half-fisted like a gentleman, being careful not to touch her unnecessarily.
