Luo Yanran followed Xie Xiao to the sofa.
Xie Qingxiao didn't ask how the exam went today, he just smiled and said, "Next time you young people want fruit and don't know what to buy, let me handle it."
Xie Xiao sighed, "Indeed, we're clueless about buying fruit. It's because our Ranran is nervous, right?"
Luo Yanran, with a blushing face, pinched him, feeling it was too intimate, and quickly glanced at Xie Qingxiao.
But Xie Qingxiao simply poured them tea, "Nervous about what? No need to be tense eating a meal at home. And thank you..."
He glanced at Luo Yanran, "Yanran helped our Xie Xiao with his lessons."
Luo Yanran quickly reached out to take the teacup, "Uncle, you're too polite."
