Jin Liwei watched as his baby girl gave him a final evil eye before dropping back on the bed like a heavy sack of potatoes and then pulling the duvet over her entire body up to her head until she was only a cute little lump under the covers. He was about to touch her—a subconscious move to appease her like always—but caught himself in time when his hand was only a couple of inches away from her covered body.
His temper that he was doing his best to restrain at the moment protested against his usual tendency to be the first one to give in to her whenever they argued. Being yelled at and kicked out of his bedroom tonight had provoked him. If she was any other person and not the woman he loved the most in the entire world, he would have already snapped at her and showed her that Jin Liwei wasn't someone to be trifled with just like that.
