"A perfect man, you're making me speechless."
Ye Qingran looked at Leng Xiao indifferently, a faint smile hanging on her lips.
However, Leng Xiao felt that this smile was full of contempt.
He frowned. "Don't think that I can't tell that you're mocking me. Rascal, don't think that just because you beat me once, you can beat me every time. There's nothing that your brother I can't do. I'm also going easy on you in fights, do you understand?"
"There's nothing that you can't do?" Ye Qingran asked in return.
"Of course." Leng Xiao was very confident.
After he finished speaking, he thought about it and realized that he really was perfect. There was nothing that he didn't know.
This smugness made Ye Qingran rub her forehead. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
She asked, "If I can do something, but you can't, can you not disturb my trip and let me spend my vacation alone?"
Leng Xiao immediately agreed, "No problem."
