In the end, under Yan Jinyu's pestering, Yin Jiujin helplessly went to the study to find a photo without even washing his face first.
Yan Jinyu followed him to the study room. She kept tugging at the sleeping robe at the back of his waist, as if she was afraid that he would run away.
"Did you find it? Did you find it?"
Yin Jiujin reached out and took out a small wooden box from the top of the bookshelf. He turned around and flicked her forehead. "What's the hurry? It's not like I'll owe you anything."
Yin Jiujin didn't flick too hard, but Yan Jinyu still glared at him accusingly. She raised her hand and rubbed her forehead. "Brother Nine, if you treat me like this again, I'll retaliate!"
Yin Jiujin raised his eyebrows and quickly lowered his head to kiss her forehead. "It won't hurt after a kiss."
"…" Yan Jinyu snatched the wooden box from his hand and couldn't be bothered with him.
"Is the photo inside?"
