Tong Keke felt that the pain in her stomach had eased quite a bit. Her little uncle’s palm was so warm.
"Keke, is it better now? You can take a hot shower; it works just the sa," Gu Qianxi’s voice had already beco husky.
Although at that mont, Tong Keke didn’t feel there was anything inappropriate about her little uncle’s palm resting on her lower abdon, Gu Qianxi, however, felt as if his blood was about to boil over.
He absolutely couldn’t continue staying close to her like this. Otherwise, he was truly afraid he might turn into one of those mythical beasts in the middle of the night and pounce on this little creature.
Of course, he had to restrain himself. He absolutely couldn’t entertain any improper thoughts.
"No, I only want Little Uncle to warm my tummy," Tong Keke pouted, her tiny face brimming with coquettishness.
Gu Qianxi was about to have his heart race out of control from this little troublemaker tornting him, so he had no choice but to take matters into his own hands. He retracted his palm from her stomach and clenched it into a fist. "Be good. I’ll make you so brown sugar water!"
"Little Uncle, are you disgusted by ?" Tong Keke’s face instantly showed disappointnt as she then lay down on the bed nearby, covering herself with a quilt.
"Disgusted by you? About what?" Gu Qianxi looked at her strangely. Where was this little troublemaker’s mind wandering off to now?
Tong Keke pouted, muttering, "You’re disgusted by **!"
"Don’t talk nonsense!" Gu Qianxi walked over, stroking her little head. "Keke, Little Uncle will never be disgusted by you!"
"Then why did you refuse to warm my tummy when I asked you to?" Tong Keke thought her period had started and believed her little uncle found her disgusting. She felt deeply hurt.
Gu Qianxi was utterly speechless. This little troublemaker could be so single-minded sotis—there truly was no reasoning with her.
"Because I’m a normal man!" Gu Qianxi explained in a low voice.
"I know you’re a man!" Tong Keke blinked her dark, bright eyes.
"When a normal man touches the stomach of a woman he likes, what kind of feeling do you think he would have?" Gu Qianxi felt it was necessary to explain this clearly to this little troublemaker, lest she misunderstand.
"What kind of feeling?" Tong Keke suddenly broke into a sly smile.
Gu Qianxi saw her smile and instantly knew she understood. He rolled his eyes at her, stood up, and went to boil so water to prepare the brown sugar drink.
Tong Keke couldn’t help but giggle aloud. "Little Uncle, why aren’t you saying anything now?"
"Are you still writing your novel?" Gu Qianxi changed the subject.
"Didn’t you forbid from writing it? Lately, I’ve been busy studying for exams, so I haven’t had ti," Tong Keke stuck out her cute little tongue.
"You might as well delete it altogether!" Gu Qianxi turned back, his handso face taking on a slightly serious expression.
Tong Keke frowned, confused. "Why should I delete it? I don’t want to! That story is all about how I feel about you, Little Uncle. I want to keep it as a mory!"
"Aren’t you afraid your mom will find out?" Gu Qianxi still vividly rembered Han Yan’s aggressive deanor when she ca looking for her.
Tong Keke’s little face imdiately tensed up. "Why are you bringing her up again? I’ve told you, I don’t want to acknowledge her."
"But she *is* your mother. Whether you acknowledge her or not, she’s still your mother!"
"What did she say to you when she ca last ti? Little Uncle, did she scold you?" Tong Keke knew Han Yan had sought him out before and had always been worried. But no matter how many tis she asked, Gu Qianxi never said anything.
"Keke, your mom may not let off so easily," Gu Qianxi said with a bitter smile.
"Why does she have any right to give you trouble?" Tong Keke’s tone was agitated, and she was clearly angry. "What right does she have to interfere with us?"
Gu Qianxi brought over the cooled brown sugar water and placed it in front of her. "Because she suspects... she suspects I’ve... hurt you!"
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