"So, I've lost this match?" Huo Yanyu said gloomily as she watched Xie Zhiyi walk out of the tent with the others.
"Hahaha, silly, you didn't lose. You won. At least, you've seen through your heart, right?" Xie Zhiyi laughed.
"Peng lang! It's all your fault!" Huo Yanyu turned around and glared at Peng silang.
tsk, I say, sister han, how can you blame me for this? I was so angry. Peng silang subconsciously wanted to start his usual bickering mode. Under Huo Yanyu's glare, the girls 'arms folded, and his brothers' resentful looks, he was afraid. Yes, that's right. It's all my fault. It's my fault for being slow to react. It's my fault for being so angry. It's my fault for being stupid. Don't be angry, or should I quickly write a letter back?"
After a pause, Peng silang added, " or, I can go back and make a scene. We can get married first, and second brother can get married later. That way, we'll win!
"Who? who wants to marry you?" Huo Yanyu's face turned red.
