Cheng Nanshu looked at the lychees Su Xiaoli was offering and frowned fiercely, "Who wants your lychees!"
"I remember you used to love the lychees I peeled for you."
Su Xiaoli lowered her head, seriously peeling lychees while sighing, "We lived in the north, never knowing that there were delicious fruits like lychees in the world."
"Then one day, uncle brought some home, and you said they were especially tasty, but you didn't like peeling them."
"So I bravely volunteered to peel them for you, and since then, I've always been the one to peel your lychees."
As she spoke, she lifted her head and smiled at Cheng Nanshu, "Do you remember?"
Cheng Nanshu glared at Su Xiaoli with eyes full of resentment, "Of course, I remember!"
"What, you want to actively remind me of these small favors?"
