Han Yuanjun frowned dejectedly, then said after a moment of thinking. "Then I'll accompany you to watch TV."
Liang Zixuan couldn't help but roll her eyes. "What's so good about TV?"
Han Yuanjun laughed softly. He put his lips close to Liang Zixuan's ear and whispered, "If the TV isn't good, then you can watch me?"
Liang Zixuan blushed. She glared at Han Yuanjun. "What's so good about you?"
Han Yuanjun smiled and pushed her onto the couch. "Don't you like watching me the most? Why? You don't like watching me anymore?"
Liang Zixuan turned her head to the side and said angrily, "I don't like it anymore!"
"Ah..." Han Yuanjun cried out in anguish and reached out to pinch Liang Zixuan's nose. "What a tormenting little demon. You change your love so quickly!"
Liang Zixuan couldn't hold it in anymore. She laughed. "Stop fooling around. It hurts when you pinch me like that."
