Shaking his head helplessly, Ji Yebai coolly walked over to her with one hand in his pocket.
Ning Xixi picked the largest and reddest maple leaf, nodding her small head in satisfaction, "This one."
She held out her tender white palm to Ji Yebai, "Pen."
"Do you think I'm Doraemon?" Ji Yebai joked but still fished out a pen and placed it in Ning Xixi's hand.
Ning Xixi carefully wrote down her name, then looked at Ji Yebai expectantly.
Ji Yebai rubbed his nose, took the leaf and the pen, and turned his back, threatening, "No peeking."
"What's there to hide just from writing a name."
Ning Xixi muttered, standing on tiptoe, but Ji Yebai was too tall, and she couldn't see a thing despite hopping around.
At an angle she couldn't see, Ji Yebai's writing was fluid and graceful, almost reverent as he wrote his name, followed by another sentence.
After finishing, Ji Yebai put the maple leaf into his pocket. Ning Xixi grumbled, "Let me see it!"
