Han qiqing gritted her teeth and glared at him with fire in her eyes. &Quot; face reality? Just you wait, I'll make you face reality right now!"
She looked around and picked up the porcelain vase for decoration.
"Q-qiqing ... You can't smash this ... Help!"
Of course, han qiqing wouldn't really smash the bottle. If it hit someone, they would get hurt. She was just using it to scare song Shijun.
Hence, the two of them started to chase each other.
Mu Xiaoxiao couldn't help but laugh. &Quot; are you guys tired? Hurry up and sit down, take a rest."
Han qiqing was so tired that she was panting. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and sat down.
Song Shijun also moved back to his seat.
Han qiqing wanted to kick him. &Quot; don't sit near me! &Quot;
"Great aunt, I was wrong, okay? Come, come, drink some water and calm down." Song Shijun poured her a cup of tea and placed it in front of her.
