I Am 9, You Are 3

Chu Daier pressed a delicate finger to the tip of his nose and pouted. “An explanation is just a cover-up, and a cover-up means you're being dishonest. And if you're being dishonest, you deserve a good telling-off~!”

Mu Yichen's handsome face lit up with a smile called happiness. “Daier, now you are my 3, and I want to be your 9.”