"Ah Liao, someone bullied me..." Jiang Zhitao huddled in Ji Liao's arms aggrievedly.
"Who dares to touch my people?"
"That bastard Jiang Heng..."
"... What happened to him?"
"He won't let me come to your house..."
"What should we do?" Ji Liao rubbed her head.
Jiang Zhiyu thought about it seriously, then raised her head: "Then you come to my house! My room is very big... And the bed is also very big."
Intention: Optimism, cheerfulness and positive energy