"Hmm." Her eyes were moved, for this was the first time, during a dispute with Yang Xiaolei, when she was bullied, that someone stood up for her without hesitation, advancing and retreating as one with her.
Miaomiao, thank you so much.
However, it was the first time she realized that Miaomiao's mouth could be so sharp. She had always thought she was very gentle, although maybe a little irritable towards Han Xiaoxu.
Looking at Ling Miaomiao, Yang Xiaoxin's eyes carried a faint smile.
"If you dare, say that again." Looking at Ling Miaomiao, Yang Xiaolei's eyes slowly took on a tyrannical expression. It was the first time in her life someone had dared to speak to her that way, to mock her like that. Who did she think she was?
