Tang Suiyu scratched her head in frustration. Last night in her dream, her domineering words, "Uncle Ye," still echoed in her ears.
She must have taken the wrong medicine, actually...
Staring at the little girl as she played with her hair, he never expected Tang Suiyu would have such a dream.
Although he had also had one before.
"Don't worry, I won't chop you to death." He walked over with large strides. "Get up, it's cold on the ground!"
"Wah wah wah..." She placed her small hand in his big one. "Uncle Ye, you promised, if something really happens, don't chop me to death! After all, you're the one seducing me!"
Ye Gushen's handsome brows knit for a moment, then quickly relaxed. "Tell me, when did I ever seduce you?"
