Tang Xiaobai looked at the faint grievance in his eyes, caught between tears and laughter: "If it were me, I wouldn't forgive you either!"
He leaned in a little closer and whispered, "If it were you, would you be angry with me for this long?"
Tang Xiaobai glanced at him askance: "That's hard to say!"
His lips curved slightly: "But I wouldn't bully you!"
Tang Xiaobai couldn't help but laugh: "You do admit you're bullying my Cousin Hui!"
He let out a "humph," and said, "I just don't like him always keeping tabs on you, acting as if he's something to you."
"He is something to me!" Tang Xiaobai rubbed her forehead, "Isn't he my cousin? My father personally instructed him to take care of me!"
"If not for him, the Duke would have instructed me."
What dangerous thoughts these are? Tang Xiaobai furrowed her brows and said, "If Cousin Hui isn't around, it would be someone else, anyway it has to be—" She suddenly got stuck.
How to conclude this?
