He said anxiously: "Chu Jin, I was wrong. Let's go home. Let's talk about it after we go home. It's windy outside. I'm afraid you'll get sick. Be good, let's go home." Chu Jin said sourly: "No, Pavilion Master, you better go home quickly. There is a young lady waiting for you at home. Go back quickly!" Han Ding stood still and lowered his head. Chu Jin clenched her fists and was about to leave. Suddenly his body was picked up by Hengkong and carried head down on his shoulders. Han Ding patted Chu Jin's butt lightly and said with a wicked smile: "Good boy, good Chu Jin. It's my fault. Let's go home."
Intention: sweet, sweet