Xia Yinian didn't even know what she was saying, but it was basically something like that.
Who is Uncle? First, he doesn't belong to her; second, he's not an object that she can just return by saying so.
The more important point is, Xia Yinian subconsciously doesn't want Uncle to be with Yu Wanqing.
Maybe, she has her own selfish reasons.
"I don't care, at least in these three months, you can't get close to Beicheng. If you don't want to atone, you can leave now, don't pretend here."
Yu Wanqing stretched out her long arm and pulled the quilt over herself.
If Xia Yinian hadn't stopped her in time, the quilt would already be covering her, and Xia Yinian wouldn't be able to continue applying the medicine.
"Okay, I promise," Xia Yinian looked at her and nodded lightly.
Seeing that Yu Wanqing didn't refuse, she gently pulled the quilt down.
What's wrong with not getting close to Uncle for three months? Except for those two times, she hadn't gotten close to Uncle at all.
