C34 Jealous

"No, I'm tired." Muh Ying pouted and shook Zhang Peichen's hand away unhappily.

Her eyelids drooped down and her small head rested on the back of her hand.

Her furry little head swayed and it seemed like she was about to hit the corner of the table.

Zhang Peichen quickly covered Muh Ying's head with his hands and lifted her in his arms.

Muh Ying pouted