Song Xiaodong quickly withdrew his hand, and Song Xiaoru immediately turned her head to rebuke him, "What are you doing? Why are you moving your arm randomly?"
Song Xiaodong instantly broke into a sweat. Song Xiaoru's remark had clearly let his secret slip.
Miao Xuanxuan indeed looked at Song Xiaodong and then squinted his eyes, saying, "Sister Xiaoru, what's gotten into him?"
"He was hugging me and suddenly pulled his hand away, which startled me. He's never up to any good."
Song Xiaodong sweated even more and murmured inwardly, 'Sister, you're really throwing me under the bus here.'
Miao Qingqing cleared her throat and said, "Sister Xiaoru, the bond between you siblings is really nice. Unlike Xuanxuan and me, we're always quarreling."
After setting down the fruit, Miao Xuanxuan glanced over the faces of Song Xiaodong and Miao Qingqing, grinning, "That's true. I'm quite envious of Sister Xiaoru and Dongzi. When will we sisters be that close?"
