Xiao Ran looked at Yang Yi with her beautiful big eyes, very cute and adorable as she asked, "What did you say?"
"I said, tell me what you're good at. I want... that, that, cough cough, I want to know how skilled you are, is that okay?"
Yang Yi carefully watched the very cute Xiao Ran. He always thought Xiao Ran was beautiful—there was no question about that—and yet quite straightforward, the kind that, despite being beautiful, was never artificial. However, he had never seen such a cute side to Xiao Ran before.
Yang Yi sensed danger and immediately corrected himself.
Xiao Ran started to laugh, then slowly said to Yang Yi, "Really, if it weren't for the fact that you're injured right now..."
Yang Yi didn't need to wait for Xiao Ran to finish her sentence; with a grin, he interjected, "I was just joking, really, just a joke."
Xiao Ran rolled her eyes, looking not cute at all, and then said with pride, "Smart of you."
