Thinking about this, Wei Wucai got angry and could not stop scolding her.
Yan Zhiqing was getting a headache from his nagging.
"I understand my mistake…" murmured Yan Zhiqing softly.
Knowing that she did something wrong, she did not dare to raise her voice confidently.
She drew back her neck like she was a tiny quail.
In Wei Wucai's eyes, she was so well-behaved.
What she meant by her words was that she already knew she was wrong, so he should stop nagging.
She was saying that he was naggy.
Without even thinking about it, Wei Wucai extended his index finger and poked her forehead.
He did not dare to use a lot of strength, remembering that he had to do it lightly.
But even so, his fingertip left a red mark on her white forehead.
It was as if she was hurt by it.
Wei Wucai frowned instantly. "Did I hurt you?"
He saw that Yan Zhiqing's head had tilted back.
