Ye Ye's face instantly darkened.

Worried that Wen Qing would chase him away again, Ye Ye could only curse Sikong in his heart.

He walked to Wen Qing's side, lowered his head, and stared at their intertwined hands, feeling increasingly annoyed.

After a long while, Ye Ye extended his hand, placed it under Sikong's nose, and said with a grim face, "I touched it too."

Wen Qing: "..."

Sikong: "..."

Wen Qing raised his head slightly and looked at Ye Ye.

Ye Ye's lips were tightly pursed, his expression sour, and his eyes fixed on Sikong were filled with displeasure, with a hint of jealousy.

Wen Qing was stunned for a moment, staring at Ye Ye.

He didn't see it wrong; Ye Ye was indeed jealous of Sikong.

Recalling Ye Ye's various strange reactions towards Sikong, Wen Qing suddenly had a realization.

Ye Ye was really feeling jealous!

It was like a child feeling unhappy when seeing their friend playing with someone else.

Wen Qing often encountered such situations when he returned to the welfare home during holidays.

Although he always thought of Ye Ye as childish, he never associated him with an actual elementary school student.

Now, he slowly understood Ye Ye's mentality.

Wen Qing knew that scolding and reasoning were useless at such times. The only effective way was to make the other person feel that he was paying attention to them.

After hesitating for a moment, he tugged at Ye Ye's sleeve and called, "Ye Ye."

Ye Ye turned his head, thinking Wen Qing was going to ask when he touched it, and lied, "I touched it when you weren't looking."

"......"

After a moment of silence, Wen Qing slowly said, "I'm hungry."

Ye Ye's attention was instantly diverted, and he subconsciously asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Wen Qing casually asked, "What do we have?"

Ye Ye scanned the room, picked up the tablet from the bedside table, opened the online store, and started listing dishes.

Wen Qing randomly chose a few and then asked Ye Ye, "What do you want to eat?"

Ye Ye pouted, "I don't want to eat anything."

Wen Qing responded, "Then just get a cake."

"Something sweet will make you feel better."

Ye Ye snorted, catching the keyword, and asked, "One piece?"

Wen Qing nodded.

Ye Ye was satisfied with this, straightened his back, raised his chin, looked smugly at Sikong, and started picking out a cake for himself.

He wasn't particularly interested in sweets, but since Wen Qing was buying it just for him, he was interested now.

Having resolved the issue with Ye Ye, Wen Qing lowered his eyes and looked at his hand.

Whether it was Sikong's good massage technique or because the person massaging was Sikong, Wen Qing just felt his fingers were warm, with blood circulating smoothly.

Sikong withdrew his hand, rubbed his fingertips, and asked in a low voice, "How does it feel now?"

Wen Qing tried bending his fingers and truthfully said, "It seems fine now."

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