Lu Zhanxing thought she was really amusing.
Even though he had made it clear he didn't want her around, she still dared to speak to him?
Qiao Yun glanced at Lu Ting, narrowed her eyes slightly, and then took off her backpack from behind and handed it to Lu Zhanxing, "I can't carry it anymore."
She didn't want to put Lu Zhanxing in a difficult position, so she stepped in to help.
Lu Zhanxing immediately took it, "Brother will help you carry it, little sister, do you need to rest for a while?"
"No need." Qiao Yun winked at Lu Zhanxing.
Lu Zhanxing paused for a moment, then quickly caught on and apologetically said to Lu Ting, "Sorry, I have to help my sister carry this."
"It's okay, I'll persevere a little longer." Lu Ting smiled awkwardly, shifting her gaze to Qiao Yun.
For some reason, she felt a sense of triumph in her heart.
You used to look down on me, didn't want to deal with me? Now you're finally willing to pay attention to me!
Lu Ting thought she was really sick.
