Could He Have Some Sort Of Strange Fetish

"I should," Yaoyao said as she turned to get her money.

The look on Beitang You's face fell when he saw this.

"You're making it out like I'm here to sell this to you," he said helplessly.

Yaoyao counted her silver and held them in her hand. She smiled when she heard this. "You're not making a profit from this. Why would you say you're selling this?" She stuffed the silver into his servant's hand behind him as she said this.

After that, she kept staring at the sugar dolls in Beitang You's hand.

Beitang You raised an eyebrow. "These sugar dolls were meant for you and Ji'er. Since you're being so polite over this, I'm finding it a little awkward to give them to you. I think I should keep it for myself." He darted a look at his servant when he said this.

The servant quickly placed the silver back into Yaoyao's hands as if the silver had just burned his hands.