Rong Yan was not worried at all. She smiled and leaned into Liancheng Yazhi's arms, acting coquettishly."big brother, don't be angry. i was wrong, yingluo. i won't do this again."
the conversation between the two was so intimate that they sounded like brother and sister, but also like a couple.
Xiao Qian's face gradually turned pale. He didn't know if it was an illusion or if it was just as he thought, but the relationship between Rong Yan and Liancheng Yazhi was far from as simple as that of siblings.
He had never seen an older brother dote on his younger sister so much.
She had never seen a sister who was so dependent on her brother.
The two walked away, and the conversation slowly became softer. Soon, the bell rang.
Xiao Qian slowly stood up from her seat and walked back to her own seat.
He picked up his notebook and wrote down the two words [ Rong Yan ], then slowly crossed them out until the two words became two black dots.
