Hearing Xu Anning's voice, a wave of disgust rose in Xu Anran's heart. She coldly shook off Xu Anning's hand. "Are you two done? Can you not come here to disgust people?"
When Xu Anning heard this, she did not show any signs of anger. Instead, she held Qin Xiaokun's hand. With a slightly coquettish tone, she said, "Xiao Kun, Sister is so angry because of you. Please help to persuade Sister. She always thinks that it's my fault, and that I stole you away."
She looked pitiful, and her eyes were full of sincerity. After waiting for a while, Qin Xiaokun did not respond. He turned his head and saw that his gaze was on Xu Anran. He kept staring at her, as if he was mesmerized by her.
Xu Anning suddenly pinched his hand and forced a smile while suppressing her anger. "As expected of Sister. She's so pretty. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to wear this dress as well as Sister, right, Xiao Kun?"
