Li Caiyi finished washing up in 5 minutes. The cold water sobered her up and slowly calmed her rapid heartbeat from Dai Zhiqiang's 'attack.' She couldn't believe she would get flustered this much just from seeing him acting cute.
"What kind of face should I make?" she mumbled in distress while looking at her reflection in the mirror. Last night's events repeatedly replayed in her mind, but now she couldn't even act cold and aloof because of his attack.
With apprehension, she went downstairs and saw the two boys sitting at the dining table with a considerable distance between them. It was like they couldn't stand being side by side and deliberately chose the farthest seat from each other.
